Don’t The Misfits have a song along those lines? I looked in the mirror today and I swear, if they remake the Thriller video I wouldn’t even need the makeup.
Luckily for me, my friend Martha (who doesn’t read my blog but should) is coming to get Avery and take her to Jungle Java. And my couch has learned to speak…quite well actually.
“Dana? Oh Dana? Come lay down…take a nap. Ignore the laundry and the clumps of cat hair that need vacuumed. Ignore the fact that you need formula and pull ups.” Imagine said couch patting the sofa with an imaginary.
Think I’m nuts? Think I have flown over the coo coos nest? Nope – just the mom of a newborn. A newborn who is fussing as we speak.
Gots to boogie out.