On being Jazzed

 Okay, You may have noticed. I have not been super enthused with this blog of late. It seems more like a job. (Sounds painful right?) But I promise you, I will do better. Even if no one comments and only my grandma reads it (by the way thank you!)  I will carry on (Name that song!) (Well, name what song that's in.) I kind of go in blog phases. I love it, then like it, and well, then hate it! I am also working on getting a PERSONAL design, something Ive been wanting for ages (2 weeks.)

So Jazz day? Music? No. Jazz? Of course! Here is what I am jazzed about: living with in bike riding distance of Starbucks. Honestly, its fairly awesome. Mom and I embarked on our biking trip to grab cake pops at 6:30. We returned at 9:45. We spent 30 seconds at the park enjoying our cake pops (see above) and not enjoying being eaten alive by mosquito. So we crashed a friends movie, isn't that just the friendliest and jazziest thing one could do? It was the Karate kid. It wasn't totally my type, but I'm not sure 5 boys would enjoy watching Emma....(although they should!)

I also had a dream about Jazz. Last night, but technically today. I'm always technical. Or not... Are clarinets used in Jazz bands? Anyway, I dreamed I was in a band and we were all supposed to have our clarinets. But mom forgot to buy mine so when the teacher called us, I was less than jazzed that I had no clarinet. I asked mom what I was supposed to do and she goes "Just play the air clarinet!" Okay? So I rocked the air clarinet for all of 30 seconds before Sophie practiced her morning ritual of sniffing my face.

There you go. I hope you got jazzed up because, huzzah, I actually posted!

Sincerely,
All Jazzed up.

PS: That's a picture of my cake pop. I didn't want you to confuse it with anything else. Thanks. Goodbye.

I like Bikes

I really honestly do. I just love them. My bike is adorable. I think I need to name it. BTW, I like naming things. I even name some of my outfits. But back to bikes. My bike is a lovely purple beach cruiser. Generally I'm not into purple, but occasionally I make exceptions. Purple is always trying to steal pinks place. But this is a really cool shade of purple, and I was okay with it. I even have a basket on my bike. I adore it. I wish my punk would fit in it. She's too big for it. Believe me, I tried it.

As for who patented the bike, I'm not sure. But I really do appreciate whoever did. I would love to be riding my bike in celebration of today's holiday. But unfortunately I can't. I'm probably going to dream about it tonight.

Tennis Shoe day update:
I had a wonderful time at the pot-luck and at the King and I. I observed that here Tennis shoes are the latest style and worn by many. I saw no Converse, and I was sad. I was alone.

Good news! I finally found my kite. It was in a box. It has this handy little clip on it so I can clip it to my purse. That way if I'm out and about and have the sudden urge to fly a kite, my kite will be right there. I'm guessing I won't ever need to fly my kite on the go. I'll keep my kite stationary.

I'm also christening today "Finish a book day" because I need to do just that. I'm terrible with books. I am reading about 6 right now. I need to finish some. The reason is that I usually forget my place in the book. So rather than trying to find my place I just start a new one. A very bad habit.

Sincerely,
Biking Bookworm