Day 22 - A song that you listen to when you’re sad

This song is compliments of Ms. Middle.  She is too cute when it comes on.  The song will come on and you'll see her little foot start to twitch...she will ask "play Hippo more on?" which means "turn it up, please?"  Then, once it's up as loud as we let them listen to music, she puts her little pointer fingers up in the air and curls the remaining ones in two little fists and moves them up and down for the remainder of the song.  It's really cute.

Goals, goals, goals

Well, what can I say, they are happy and sad results.  I have made my Bloggy goals, but not my personal goals :(  I wish I had accomplished both.  Since I didn't, let's highlight the Bloggy goals, as those I was successful with!

GFC-goal: 225    actual: 252

FB-goal: 125     actual: 153

Twitter-goal: 125 (changed from 50 to 75 to 125):     actual 157

This month, along with my "Followers" goal, I am going to be better at highlighting my sweet sponsors and swappers.  In honor of making my October goal and setting my November goals, I am offering a few free Ms. Middle ad spaces.  Use promo code GOAL to get your free space!  Check out the different options here.

On to the failures.  I didn't loose any weight and I wasn't able to convince the Hubs that a weekly menu planner was a good idea.  Oh well.  Maybe I'll try again this month.

Day 21 - A song that you listen to when you’re happy

This was a happy song this summer.  When it came out, I thought it was a flashback song that I had missed from the 80s.  It reminded me of Debbie Gibson and Tiffany (remember those?  If not, Google them...you're too young), back when plaid, flannel shirts were tied around the wait and not actually worn for warmth; back when it was ok to wear a hat to school (again, don't remember those days?  Your too young)...

So, I found this first one and got really confused at why the President would be caught singing Carly Rae Jepsen in an election year, then I laughed my rear off while watching it:


This one was when she was here in the Cities and did a "private" performance at my favorite radio station:

The Letter "H"

H - Husband who is with me now and will be forever (or at least until his old @** croaks {he's 13 years older than me}).  We met at the gum.  He was my personal trainer.  Besides the Beanie Babies, he is the best thing to ever happen to me.  I don't really know what else to write about him, since he is so secretive...