Lots of little cheery things happened today, but one in particular thing rocked my world.
Thank you, Jesus, for giving me a son who knows his way around brown-girl hair. Your love for me has never been more evident. Thank you also, I guess, that said son desperately needs cash this week.* Bonus points for moving in his spirit in such a way that he actually let me feed him something other than mayonnaise or chocolate. Amen.
Since we're already here being cheery, I gathered up some more Cheer, list form. 'Cause I love yas.
:: I love all of her lists, all the Fridays. (Thanks, inspiration!)
:: This is the most satisfying movie I've seen in a very long time.
:: The only thing that would have made it better is this snack oh my word.
:: Also, if I'd been wearing this.
:: I read this to Cory in bed one night. In its entirety. We laughed our heads off so bad.
:: Oh, Anthro. You're so weird in a bad way. (Skip the top if you get mad about bad words. Also, the very end. Everything else will make you pee your pants laughing. Wait, just found one right smack dab in the middle. Maybe if this sort of thing really troubles you, just skip it.)
:: Oh my Josh, just STOP. (Bill Cosby, you read my mind.)
:: I want to vacation here.
:: This song will never get old. Ever. In any form.
:: Just give the kid a dang pencil
:: I'm dying over this art.
:: Jail + College = Radness.
:: I don't have a freckled girl, but we did just read Freckle Juice.
Happy holiday weekending, Party People!