Fizzy Lifting Drinks :)

"So much time, and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it." <--My day yesterday. I fail at the whole "free time" thing. Going straight from work, to basketball, mutual, then back home for three long hours of homework is no cup of tea. But...

I clearly won the golden ticket today. Sure I had to share my scrumdidilyumptious day with a bunch of Veruca's, but the world definitely tasted good.
Waking up at five, stumbling around my room (more than usual) looking for the light, then laughing at myself because my mothers words "you're going to trip and break your neck one of these days" popped into my head as I dodged what looked to be a very large pile of danger, is normal for me. But I never thought I would see the day, when I would face the world and say "Good Morning! Look at the sun!"  Making plans to run with my Mythology teacher on one of our days off, babysit her children, and look after her dog puts a golden twinkle in my eye. Then later in her husbands AP Stats class, he and I discussed the pure imaginations of Lizzie Borden and debated whether she was innocent or guilty. (We opted for guilty.) During that time however, I was supposed to be working on our take home test we were given yesterday. Due to Dallin and I's continuous amount of questions concerning a certain problem however, he cracked and revealed how to do it step by step. Oh the joys of being a good egg. Carpooling to work is the best thing ever. I mean, if the Lord had intended us to walk, he wouldn't have made carpools. (I altered that quote. Tehe.) Cam drove Dallin and I to work and we all laughed and sang to obnoxiously loud country music. >poor Dallin< But hey, a little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men. Right? Before the day ended though, we made our way back home again. Rather than taking shot gun where you automatically get soul possession over the music station, I chose the back. The two boys watched as I slipped my shoes off, curled into a ball, and fell asleep. When we reached Richland High to drop Dallin off, I woke up. Cheerful "Good Mornings" came from the both of them. I smiled as I reached for the sky. I watched Hairspray while working out at the gym, and I finally got to see what my blog actually looks like. (don't worry small, outdated computer...I still love you.)  
Because of this day,
I'll never forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he always wanted.
Because you know what happened?
He lived happily ever after.

And so shall I :)

Cheers!