mugglechump | Giggly tiredness

Hee. That makes me laugh. I certainly was not downloading music in a less-than-legal fashion Saturday morning. That would just be wrong. Wrong, I say.

So, while this may not be exciting to anyone else, it is to me. I went clothes shopping for myself. I didn't buy a single thing for anyone else. This is a rare occurence. I've been alternating about 5 or six outfits for work for quite awhile now. So, I picked up three pair of pants and eight or nine tops. I'm very pleased with myself.

We're going to Becky and Manny's for the Superbowl. Richard & Tracey and the kids will be there, too. We do this every year. Should be a good time. James, Meredith, and Richard are the only big football fans, and none of their favorite teams are playing, so we don't have to worry about anyone sulking or being grumpy no matter who loses.

This is very random and outdated, but I am endlessly amused by the fact that the child of Andre 3000 and Erika Badu (sp?) is named Seven. Does that make him Seven 3000, or just 21,000? What crack are celebrities on when they name their children? Rumer, Apple, Coco, Seven, Kal El - for lack of a better term, celebrity parents are whack.

I do like the song Hey Ya, though. I'm not ashamed to admit it. To quote random American Bandstand dancers of the 70s - It has a good beat and you can dance to it.

Love to all!