…come on, get happy.
Actually, I was just looking for an excuse to use Mr. Happy Dancing Hat. Hoo-ee, he’s gettin’ a workout this morning.
Some RNFs for your Monday:
- The Thriller’s home town for 20-odd years got some national press this morning. Um, OK.
- Wanna make a dynamite breakfast smoothie? Combine a big handful of strawberries, a few chunks of pineapple, some vanilla Greek yogurt, a tablespoon each of ground flax seed and chopped pecans, and a bit of coconut milk. Makes about 1 and 1/4 cups of deliciousness. It’s the smoothie you eat. Bam.
- Confession: I’m addicted to this. Just gotta carve out some time for it.
- Cause for much happiness: T-minus four days until Mavis and I hit the road for a mini-Odyssey to our family reunion in beautiful Winthrop Harbor, home of the largest marina on the Great Lakes. This is our mother’s side, and we plan to spend some fun hours with aunts, uncles and cousins. As many of you know, our mother was the eldest of nine children born to Doyle and Evelyn Martin. While four have passed on (Mother, and her brothers Glenn, Fred and Dan), we’re looking forward to reconnecting and relaxing with the rest of the family. A side trip to our childhood home in Waukegan is also planned. Fun!
I hope your 4th of July holiday was relaxing, if you’re in the States. Big hugs of condolence go across the sea to RtB fiend Suzanne, on the passing of her 18-year-old furkid, Chevy (“the Famous American Cat”).
Have a great Monkday — I’m off to tear apart the parlor.
PS — Is Happy Dancing Hat annoying you yet?