Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Confession.

I will admit it.
I am one of those girls who sings along to into a hair brush...
... even sometimes in the car.
I pretend it's a microphone.
Hairbrush Microphones are magic, make you feel like Whitney Houston.
I keep one in my purse for this very reason.
Davie Archuleta comes on the radio... and I'm a goner.
Feels like
a 70's disco style dancin fest is in order.


Enough of my randomness...
Peace Out Boy Scout!


P.S. Today, I am thankful for red cream soda.

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