Yesterday I spent the day listening to Big Head Todd and the Monsters and ABBA, it seemed to make sense at the time. “All the Love You Need” and “Honey Honey” and “Supertrooper” don’t try to figure it out, just go with it. I spent last night sewing and packing and cleaning of course.

Of course.

I told my daughter this, “Someone asked Mommy if they could fight for her in Crown List. That means if they win Mommy will be a Princess for a while and then she’ll be a Queen for a while.”  It also means she’ll be living in a fishbowl for 11 months, but my daughter is only *27, no need to scare her.

This is an awesome list and I can’t wait to see how it turns out. All of the options are good ones, although I’m slightly more excited about a couple of them.

(oh and I decided against the cake)