Every single muscle I possess or have even thought about possessing hurts right now. Last night, Tab and I planted stuff for about... 3 hours? Something like that. It wasn't just the planting... it was trying to dig into the clay that is absolutely everywhere in texas. I don't know if I'd really want to take on more jobs like this one but it was good experience anyways.

Maybe we can just corner the 75+ bracket. You know... little old ladies that really want pretty flowers but don't have the energy to actually plant them. We can sit and talk to them for a couple hours while planting their 25 begonias. And there would be cake. And tea.

I think I'm still a little delirious. Maybe it's because of the FIFTY MILLION TIMES we heard 'Hollaback Girl' on the radio last night.

Wow. I got up at 9 this morning and I was just thinking that I should get around to doing something before the day just flies by. And it's only 11.14. I still have a whole day ahead of me. For doing nothing.