I have some crazy inner turmoil going on today. I'm not sure how to feel about the whole Michael Jackson thing...nor do I know whether I really care all that much.
I do know that when I read this post earlier this morning my brain was unclouded a minute and I was able to see much more clearly.
The only thing that remains from my haze is the fact that the dude was only 50. My dad just turned 50 this December and in no way does it seem like he's close to death. Or that it's even a possibility.
Then again, I had close friends die at 15, 21 and 28...
Ugh! So depressing! Let's move forward before I start to ball like a little baby and confuse the heck out of the children.
This is Jeremiah and my third summer together, isn't that exciting? I was thinking something totally dorky the other day...Wouldn't it be neat if Jeremiah and I wore coordinating outfits? Like, all the time? Wouldn't you want to live near us so you could hang out with all the time and be totally impressed by our cool coordinating duds? I know you would!!!! This photo is what inspired my idea:
See how our shirts don't 'match' per se...but go really well together? Ah-Ha! I made you a believer in my crazy scheme. Join with me children of the blogging world. We will unite together to make a more coordinating world.