Dear Wind,

Could you please sweep down the plains a little more slowly?

Thanks,
Liz

The forecast for today says “Chance Sprinkles.”

This is the first thing that came to mind:

Hope you all have a great Easter.

Learning to put on a happy face.

I have no idea what was going on with me this morning. I woke up around 7 o’clock and before I realized what had happened, I had vacuumed the entire house.

I was sitting here, thinking about SYTYCD (Benji in particular), and I say to myself “I find myself strangely attracted to that toothy young man…I bet he’s a Mormon.”

(Another little list for you!) If I were to suddenly have five children of my own, the names I would give them are as follows:

Actually, I only want four. Maybe a little steep for some people, but it’s better than seven, which is what I was planning on for many years of my life following the “Sound of Music” phase. What more could a girl ask for than her own little singing troupe? For the record, I think suddenly becoming mother to five is preferable to all the work I’ll have this semester.