I know. It was a bad song when it came out the first time. It's no better now, especially if you imagine me singing. Anyway, the title is just a prelude to Friday musings.
I started the day feeling cranky because I woke too early. I made myself and Barkley try to go back to sleep until a more decent time to wake.
I was feeling like having a big country breakfast but opted instead---or should I say forced myself---to have a healthy breakfast of oatmeal that I liberally dosed with dried cranberries, pecans, honey, and milk.
I was feeling whiny and a little pouty because I'm working and some people are playing with a certain grandbaby far, far away.
But then! AHA! I'm feeling much better, because I got the treatment. A haircut. That means someone else washes your hair, cuts it, and styles it. Hmmm...heaven.
I have to go back to work now, and I'm thinking I have work to catch up on over the weekend. But the sun is out, and birds are chirping outside my window.
I'm feeling better now. Thanks.
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