You should probably wear something like this. Hippies are very particular about people not misinterpreting their carefree style. It's an art. Headbands are excepted.
What I love about today is that there is absolutely no rhyme or reason to it. That kind of echo's my life because I tend to ditch rhyme and reason if at all possible. Logic is not one of my things. So basically today I could do anything I wanted. I didn't have to try and sneak something nasty in my diet. I didn't need do to any research or look up important stuff. So just because... I am going to tell you what I did today.
Side note: I have a very sweet friend, who whenever I ask her what she did that day always replies, "Well, I got up at about 8:30. And then I brushed my teeth. Then Mom told me I had to go feed the Animals, my horse was really thirsty after all. And when I was there, I saw a fly on her, so I had to shoo it off...." It kind of goes on for a while which is just what I love about her because she's so sweet, and I listen more and talk less. Something I don't engage in too often. Anyway, I promise not to go into too lengthy detail. But in case you were wondering, I have brushed my teeth.
I got up.
I ate a muffin.
I watched Pioneer Woman.
I cleaned my room.
I cleaned my room.
I cleaned my room. (This goes on for a while.)
I watched church.
I ate chips.
I am blogging now.
Such a great re-cap! I forgot to mention that somewhere in between all the cleaning my rooms, my punk threw up, So I had to clean that up as well.
Pioneer Woman was pretty good. I was mostly watching through my fingers because whenever anyone said anything it sounded like "Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm on Food Network! I need to be calm and normal and not make it look like these boots and tight jeans are actually not as uncomfortable as they look." They probably were not thinking any of these things, but I was. They were probably all thinking about how cool it was, and they all probably forgot that the boots and jeans were really uncomfortable and that they were eating ten pounds of butter. I'm serious about the butter. I'm almost positive Mrs. W fainted because even I was thinking they would all keel over at any second due to mass amounts of butter intake. I guess the work that comes with a country life allows some spare room for some butter. Or a lot.
So there you have it. All of this just because. All of my random musings I've wanted to post, but never had the appropriate day to do it. I'm so thankful for today. Just because.
Sincerely,
I think I'd be scared if I met a real hippie.
PS:
They are making chocolate sheet cake! Please invite me over. Remember Pioneer Day? I think so.
PPS: Mixer winners not announced. She's still recovering from all that butter.
