Today’s a macaroni & cheese and wine day.
I should stop eating my cherries now.. but I’ve still got about 30 left that want eating.
Hm. I initially typoed that as “cheeries”.. I spose they could be. But today they’re prolly a bit closer to “sleepyies”.
I need waking up. Okay throatthroat, you’re just gonna have to deal with some coffeecoffee.
I still need huggings.
In elementary school, there was a song we learned in chorus for a big school presentation.. It was one of my mother’s all-time favorite, so I still remember much of it —
“Four hugs a day.. that’s the minimum.. four hugs a day, not the maximum. Four hugs a day, that’s the minimum, four hugs a day…. Step one, you look them straight in the eye and step two, nose to nose, step three, somethingsomething and step four, more more more more….. Four hugs a day, …..”
I always loved the sentiment.
In retrospect, the lyrics are pretty ridiculously weak. but.. *shrug* elementary school.
And I think I’ve been hug deficient for a long time.