~ You know what’s better than raiding your old high school closet? Raiding your little sister [the Skinny One]’s high school closet. W00000T-ah!

~ For the first time in about a month, I’m starting to get my appetite back. This, ordinarily wouldn’t be an issue of excitement, but given that I’ve been having to force myself to eat somewhere around 600 calories a day, I’m more than glad to see its return. 

~ One of the greatest discoveries I’ve learned in my time as a parent is the fact that dancing as a response to music is instinctual. Chloe began wiggling to music with her gleeful smile long before she saw any of us dancing to music. This response is heightened with high-pitched squeals of rapture when she’s dancing to songs she particularly loves, most recently the theme to “Sesame Street” and the sub-show “Elmo’s World”. During these times, she opens her mouth in an exuberant smile and emits “EEEEE!” at a level that barely escapes the dogs-only range while she looks back at me as if to say, “Join me in the dance, mother. Won’t you?” I can’t help but laugh giant, amused laughs at her every time she does it. Best part of my daily routine. Hands down.

~ I’m sorry to resort to such triviality on my blog that’s attempting some sort of esteem, but what in Jesus-fearing hell was Kanye West’s female backup singer wearing in last night’s American Idol performance?!? I can’t find an image of it, but it literally looked like exaggerated football shoulder pads (seriously. They were at least 3x the size of normal shoulder guards. No joke.) cut into angular curves as if it was a sci-fi representation of the late XFL. Bad. Bad bad. Please. Please, God, don’t let this catch on. I beg of you.

~ My daughter is using my brush as a rake in our potted plants instead of watching “Sesame Street”. I’ll resume with the random inconsequential thoughts later.