The problem with reading an engaging autobiography is feeling that you know the author and you’re best friends and when you see her picture you go all “Oh Oh I know her!” and realize, you actually don’t. Not really. But maybe someday.
I took my SAT’s today. Again. I can’t wait to get the results.
I had something really witty and substantial to base this blog post on, but I forgot what it was, and so now I’m simply going to ramble.
The smell of fresh corn being cooked on the cob, is divine. [See what I mean? Rambling.]
Somebody from Normal, Illinois reads Papa is a Preacher. Hi Normal people!
There was a super moon last night. I was asleep. But I did get to see the gorgeous clear day today! The sunrise was amazing!
Today was the last day Canada’s mints minted (hehe that was fun to write) pennies. So be sure to keep your 2012 pennies.
It’s been a long day, and I’m heading off to bed … Sweet dreams Blogosphere .. Sweet dreams..