Indicative of my mood this evening: I have my hair in three pigtails. Two on the sides of my head, and one in a bobbly on top of my head. I've also defined cankles and run around my house shrieking, "Baby Mitten! Baby Mitten!" as Meg yelled "It's not a baby mitten!" I've sung most of "Dancing Queen," much to the chagrine of my ABBA-hating roommate and her equally unfun boyfriend. I kept "Tiny Dancer" inside my head, because I'm also the only one around here that enjoys that song.
And now Meg just downloaded the "Duck Hunt" theme song. Do you know what I love? Duck Hunt. For a brief moment last summer I got really good at it (it was while I was staying at my aunt and uncle's house during a history conference in Saskatoon), but only when I fired Annie-Oakley-one-handed style, sitting side-saddle on an ottoman. I was unstoppable. And Chris was a little too impressed. Especially because I'm such a pacifist.
Oh, dear goodness. Meg just downloaded a Ska version of the Tetris theme. It sounds like every other ska song I've ever heard. That's a fad that I don't want to revisit. Okay, now it's getting better. But it still has that ska background, and that drives me crazy.
Tonight I have also: tried chocolate Rice Dream again, but this time I added Laura Secord hot chocolate mix to it. Speaking of brushing one's teeth with Jell-O... The quest to cut back on dairy was also thwarted by the Babybel cheese I ate, and the grilled cheese sandwich I had for lunch. I'm good at changing my diet for my allergies.
On the whole: you can tell we're in "crunch time". The whole world's gone mad. I had some profound thoughts I was going to write about, but I leave those to another time. Madness reigns right now. Not that we haven't all gotten quiet again. Sigh. Now I'm winding down. Bobbly pigtails, you are failing me!
Maybe next time I'll be coherent. I'll proofread my entry, too. Ha!