Sunday, June 20, 2010
A day for a giant beach ball
Some days, you get up and just roll with the day. This was sort of how yesterday went, and that is why I allowed karma to lead the way. Whatever would be would be.
And it was non-eventful, which was good.
Except for the giant beach ball I bought dad for father's day (which I bought for Cynde, really) and the rather fun volleyball match we had in the front yard trying to keep the enormous globe in the air. It was mindless entertainment that kept us stupid for at least an hour.
I loved every second of it.