A new blog

They say that imitation is the sincerest form of flatterly. So, when I saw that Shannon started a photo blog...I knew that I wanted to start one, too. Our blogs are part of Project 365 which challenges you to take a photo a day. And in typical Kat fashion, I was fashionably late. At least I didn't procrastinate starting until January of 2011.

When I was setting up the new blog...that is when I somehow managed to destroy the layout here. I think I have penciled in my overplucking a bit. But do come visit me at my new digs -- Drops of Sunshine!

Can we talk about Michelle Obama's eyebrows?

I was watching TV last week and an ad came on. It was Michelle Obama. Talking about something. That something? I had no idea. I couldn't. Because I was rather distracted. By her eyebrows.

What had she done? They are in the middle of her forehead. I had to pause the tv and try to figure it out. Did she have a lift? A little botox? An accident - so she had to draw them on? Were these fore.head.brows on purpose?

I finally figured out that she was appealing for donations to the red cross. And it was rather catty of me to only see the eyebrows rather than the need in Haiti.

But those forehead feathers were rather distracting. Watch for yourself.

I suppose I should be rather sympathetic. It appears that I overplucked as well. When I accidentally deleted my blog design. And I had to pencil in what you see here. I think that Michelle and I both need a do-over.

So...what about you? What do you think of Michelle's brows? Do you shape yours? Have you ever overplucked your blog?

Flotsam and Jetsam

I had to take the devil kitties to the vet this week for their first check up. Our reputation preceeded us. The receptionist at the vet knew exactly who I was making an appointment for. Along with their medical history. We might have been responsible for her last raise.

I got to meet another blogger for the first time last week. Kelly from Song for Whoever was in town on her momcation. And we had a fabulous afternoon together. Filled with yummies from Red Robin. Sonic Happy Hour. And a visit to Barnes and Noble. I love when I can suggest books to people. And Kelly bought four books that I suggested. Including "The Time Traveler's Wife." I love that book. And I can't wait to see the movie version next month.

My birthday was Saturday. And even though her life is a little on edge right now, Lizzy came for the weekend. I did leave her at home to bake my cake while Katie and I went to see Harry Potter. I keep hearing people say that they left things out. Or put things in that weren't in the book. But...it's been so long since I read the book...none of that stood out for me. But I will say that there were a lot of funny parts to it.

One of my favorite parts about going to the movies. Besides a bucket of popcorn bigger than me. Is the previews. When we saw "The Hangover" I was rather disappointed in the previews. They were mostly horror type movies. Like "Orphan." (And can you believe that people are protesting this movie? Do you think that people would base their decision to adopt or not on this movie?) But Harry yielded some very cool previews. Like for "Percy Jackson and the Olympians." Oh...February seems a long way away. And then. We saw the preview for "Sherlock Holmes." Oh my. I know how I am going to spend my Christmas day.

Speaking of movies. We got "Transformers" from netflix and watched it last night. It was much better than I thought it would be. And that entire scene with the robots trying to hide on the lawn was hysterical. So. Who has seen the sequel? Is it worth paying theatre prices to see?

So...what about you? Met any bloggers recently? Seen any good previews? Anticipating any movies?

Weekend Winners: My Fairy Blogmother

Wow! I have been feeling the "Twilight" love this week! I think ya'll might be a bit excited about this give away. Just a little. And I am so excited. Because I got to use random number generator. I didn't have to write down a single name. Or chase down a single kitty who stole a certain entry.

And last week, I mentioned that I actually had a mini prize. Along with the biggie. Let's do that first. I have a Barnes and Noble gift card. And some Twilight Chocolate. And they will both be in the mail to Christina at Christina's Creative Expression.

And now. Our huge pack of Twilight goodies. Including the giftcard, chocolate, Movie companion signed by Lula, 2009 calendar, bookmark, and movie poster. Goes to....oh. Wow. This is truly kismet. Because she had a birthday on Thursday. And she's had children with Edward. And random number generator picked Sassy Stephanie over at Our Piece of Quiet.

Congrats ladies! Please email me (address is on my profile page) your mailing address and your goodies will be on their way!

And now. Let me present the prizes for Week Four of the Weekend Winners!

I had never even heard of a blog before February of this year. And one day I was perusing a homeschool board - and there was a whole section called Wordless Wednesday. Which made no sense to me. Until I finally clicked on one of the links. And found blogs. Do you remember hearing that huge sucking noise in February? That was the sound of my ass becoming permanently stuck to my chair.

As I clicked around. I found a blog called Life with my 3 Boybarians. And I fell in love. With her blog design. With her photography. With her sense of humor. And then...I found a link to her other site. Graphically Designing. Where she makes the blogosphere pretty.

And would you believe that I got into the queue before I even started my blog? It took me a bit to figure out my name. And then I was ready for my make over. This was how I started:

And poor Darcy. Had to deal with me. Someone who is incredibly picky. But really didn't know what I wanted. We quickly discovered some of the things I didn't like. But when we figured it out - I loved that Darcy got the irony of my blog title. And she just ran with it.

She did my blog. My daughter's blog. She refreshed my blog. And did lots of blogs for people that saw her handiwork here. And I even earned a title from her. Second most difficult customer. I really think I am her favorite.

One of the things that Darcy has done recently for me is my favicon. What is a favicon? It is a favorites icon. Or a favicon for short. Well...see up there. In your URL bar? There should be a sun there. And not a blah-ger icon. I can always see my favicon on Mozilla. But explorer. Well. It's quirky. And sometimes it shows the favicon. And sometimes it doesn't. Would you like a favicon too?

Another thing that Darcy has done for me is to make me some bidness cards. For the bidness I don't have. But. I LOVE my cards. Because so often I am telling someone about my blog. Or I need to exchange email addresses. Or just need a piece of scrap paper. And these are perfect. Maybe I should call them my mommy cards. Would you like some, too?

And maybe an Office Max gift card to help you pay for the printing?I thought so. And a bonus. Because Darcy is soooo good. She usually has a really long wait in her queue. But...I am already in line. Holding your place. So your wait should be rather short.

To summarize. In case your mind drifted. Week Four prizes are: A favicon and Mommy cards from Darcy over at Graphically Designing. And a $25 Office Max gift card. Worth playing for?

This is what you need to do:

1. Post a comment here. Tell me how long you've been blogging. Have you ever had a make over? How did you come up with your blog name? Have you ever won a blog contest? Tell me the truth. Did you like the "Twilight" movie?

2. For another entry...follow me. Only ten more to make it to 150! If you already follow me, you also get an extra entry.

3. Blog about this week's contest.

4. When you comment you get an entry. When you follow, come back and leave another comment saying you follow me. When you post about it...come back and leave a comment saying you did it. Then I can truly use random number generator and I won't have to type in all those names!

5. Contest ends Friday at midnight. Winners have one week to email me to claim prizes. All unclaimed prizes will be added back into the pot. Winner will be announced next Saturday. Along with the week five prizes!

Theme song: Coldplay - Clocks - because when I blog. The time escapes me. Completely.

A Bloggy sleepover

I started blogging in February of this year. And I had no idea that this little blog. With the tongue in cheek name. Would become what it has.

I had no idea that I would become obsessed with my sitemeter. Or my map of visitors. Or what google searches led people to this page.

I had no idea that I would come to crave comments. Or that I would have to create events for the weekends because my comments were a bit low then. I had no idea that I would get a sense of validation from blogging.

I had no idea that I would make friends. Real friends. Friends that I would drive hours to see. Friends that I would actually contemplate buying a $700 plane ticket so that I could spend the weekend with them. Laughing. And talking. And laughing some more. As if we have known each other for forever.

And I had no idea that I would actually meet these friends inside my computer.

But I have.

I met Nissa.

And then Angie.

And Angie and Shannon. (How many times do you think I might post this picture?)

And Lizzy.

And Lizzy and Kori.

And then there was the surprise summit with Angie, Shannon, Kori, Lizzy, and Lula.

Followed by a mini summit with Lula and her girls.

And followed by another mini summit with Lizzy and HER girls. This time on Lizzy's stomping grounds.

I had no idea that I would actually work on planning a HUGE Blog party. But. I am.

And then today. Today...Darcy told me that Blogher announced their 2009 conference. With the fabulous theme of "Real Life." And this is the perfect opportunity. For a ginormous bloggy sleepover.

Mark your calendars. Save your pennies. Oxygenate yourself. Stock up on depends. And plan to join me at the Chicago Sheraton and Towers July 23-26!

So...how long have you been blogging? Is blogging what you thought it would be? Or has your original intention morphed into something else? Have you met the friends inside of your computer? Are you going to Chicago in July?

Theme song: Chicago - Saturday in the Park. Because it has ALL the elements. Chicago. Saturday. July. People laughing. Dancing. And I even think there was a mention of ice cream. And I have been waiting such a long time to meet ALL of you!

The Mommy Blabbers Club

I love surprises. Well...I love being in on the surprise. Being the surpriser. Rather than the surprisee. And it was so much fun to have a hand in bringing 6 mommy bloggers together. Plus a mini blogger. And some bloggy children. It took a lot of work. Threats of kidnapping. Duct tape. And a serious sales job. But it all eventually came together. And a lot of people were surprised to see who were the guests at the table!

We had lunch at Maggianos - and because our party was so big, they wouldn't let us order off the menu. We had to order family style - all sharing 2 appetizers, 2 salads, 2 pastas, 2 entrees, and 2 desserts. One of the appetizers we ordered was calamari. Which Angie insisted was disgusting. But somehow we convinced her to try it. It's now her new favorite. I had to arm wrestle her for the leftovers.

So...we ate. Laughed. Got a few phone calls from people wanting to know what we were all really like. Took lots of pictures.

Watched Lizzy's youngest slurp spaghetti straight from the serving dish while we laughed till we cried. And then Lizzy showed us how the eye crossing thing was passed down to the next generation. New friendships were forged.And Lula showed off how she matches her bra with her shoes.And her shoes and bra with her children.Kori regaled us with her spoon on the nose abilities. And then we pounded the table with chants of "do it! do it! do it!" till Kori put a chocolate spoon on her nose.I think that was about when they kindly asked us to pay our bill and be on our way.

So, naturally, we blocked the walkway into the restaurant for the next half hour as we figured out what to do next...and took some more pictures.


We had to bid adieu to Lula and the girls...but the rest of the gang headed back to the wilds of Lilburn for a continuation of our summit. But before we could go, my daughter and Kori had to have a knock down about who got to ride shot-gun. Kori won.

And Katie christened us not bloggers, but blabbers. And oh did we run with that. And the first meeting of the Mommy Blabbers club was about to commence.I think that Lizzy said it best - that this is the sorority I never had. Complete with initiation rituals. Hazing. And a secret handshake.

So...what about you? Were you ever a part of a sorority? Or something like that? Do you get together with friends on a regular basis? Who wants to come to Atlanta for the next Mommy Blabber meeting? Have you entered the contest yet?

Theme song: Billy Joel - Scenes from an Italian Restaurant (and it's not some of the suggestions from the Mommy Blabbers like: I have Friends in Low places OR The Theme from Shaft)

What's the Frequency, Kenneth - part deux

What is that saying – “okay enough about me. Let’s talk about you. What do you think about me?”

I answered the first set of questions on Tuesday. You might have missed it. The cacophony of crickets chirping might have made it so you couldn’t concentrate on my bits of brilliance. Anyway…here are the rest of the questions posed by you. My loyal readers. My fan club. My personal quorum of stalkers…

My best friend Cindy Sue. My friend I visited in San Antonio. My co-conspirator. My partner in crime. Who doesn’t blog. But she should. Asks:
Do you like the edges, corner, or middle of a brownie batch?
Yes, please. But if you are going to force me to choose – I like the edge. I like that little bit of crunch.
Do you know anyone who has ever attended a bridesmaid's luncheon while wearing a hat?
So, I guess I have to come clean. A while ago, I did a post about things that I had never done. And one of those things was that I had never worn a hat. After I published, it was just a few hours before I got a call.
Cindy Sue: (With no preamble. No Hello. Nothing.) How much are you worth?
Me: Ummm…hardly anything.
Cindy Sue: Well…let me know when you are worth something. Because I am ready to bribe you.
Me: What?!
Cindy Sue: I just so happen to have a picture of a certain someone. At a bridal shower. Wearing a hat.
Me: Was I drunk? I have no memory of this at all.
Cindy Sue: I have the evidence. The proof. The beginning of your demise. Bwahhahahahahah…
Don’t you love best friends?

Insane Mama formerly of Help I have a Teenager. Now in hiding. Asks: What is your smuttiest book?
Oh, that’s an easy one. Colters’ Woman by Maya Banks. I think it’s illegal in 24 states.

The Sits girls want to know: If you had a son, what would you have named him?
When I was pregnant with Madalyn we were all convinced that she was a boy. I have no idea as to why. Perhaps because Katie insisted. And we just went with it. Until we had the ultra sound where it was quite obvious there was a girl in there. But if she was a boy, we were going to name him Jakob Dylan. I have this thing for spelling things a little off.

Lula asks:
Are you going to be super-psycho-involved when Lost returns in 134 days? Because I will be...and I need to gather my obsessive peeps around me at that time.
I am always super psycho involved in LOST. Are ya’ll watchin’ LOST? You have time. Netflix the first seasons and get caught up. Just over one hundred days before it starts again. I like to watch LOST a few days after it comes on. I know…it’s strange. But I like to wait. Because, if I wait, then all the theories and little details are posted on Lostpedia. And I hate to not know what I just saw! It’s a rare event that I’ll actually catch something.

Last year I managed to catch the stuff about Daniel Faraday – but only because we were actually studying about Faraday in Physics at the time. And I did catch that Charlotte was an homage to CS Lewis. But usually, I need to read to get all the little details. I don’t know how everyone catches those things! I love LOST!

Oh, I have another--but it's for Michael: What's your favorite imported beer? Domestic?
When Lula posted this query, Michael saw it in the comments section. Yes, my husband reads my blog and my comments. Yet he’s only commented twice. Once on the meme about googling your name plus the word needs. And secondly about euphemisms. But…when he saw this question…he wrote a dissertation. Just for Lula. All about his snobby beer favorites. I can’t recall what he said.

KimmyJ of the Cottage Cafe wants to know: What is your favortie book of all time?

I keep going on and on about this book. I read “Wicked” when it first came out in 1995 or was it 1996? And after I finished it…I just wasn’t sure as to what to think. I would pivot from loving it to hating it. And even five years after I read it…I still wavered. I read everything else that he wrote. (Do ya’ll do that? When you read a book that you like – do you go and read everything else that an author writes? Did you know that there is actually a word for that?? It’s called glomming.) But then on the 10th anniversary, my book club decided to read it…at the same time the sequel was released – “Son of a Witch.” On my second reading…the whole thing really clicked for me. And I LOVED it. There are so many levels to it. And I just love the way he takes a story we all know and then turns it on it’s head. And just a few weeks ago, the third book was released “A Lion Among Men.”

Lizzy from Journey to the Hot Tub asks: What are you doing Sunday afternoon?
Well…this was asked a month ago. As my first hint that Lizzy was coming to town. But for this week – Sunday I am hoping that I will have remembered to “fall back” on my clocks. Now, Saturday should be the day you are asking about. There is another blog summit. Wonder who I’ll be meeting this time??

Shannon from Welcome to the Nut House can't wait to find out: What are your favorite pizza toppings?
My mom loves pizza. She could eat it every day. Me…well, once a month is good for me. I like Pizza Hut. Pan pizza. With ham, beef, and mushrooms. Very little tomato sauce. Basically a glorified cheese toast. And I like the pizza I make, too. I make a white pizza. With alfredo sauce. Sauted garlic and mushrooms. Chicken. And mozzarella of course. Delish.

What do you think is your best feature?
My brain? Probably my hair. When Michael and were dating…I was the first one to say “I love you.” He wasn’t quite there yet. So he responded with “I love your hair.” Warmed the cockles of my heart. But…I do have good hair. Long. Thick. And curly. All thanks to pregnancy hormones. And then someone told me something awful. That when I hit menopause, my hair will go back to the way it was. Thin. Straight. And stringy. Getting old sucks.

Do you have any phobias? What are they?
No, I don’t think that I do. I asked my mom…and she says I must have a phobia about making my bed.

What is your favorite day of the week and why?
The days the housekeeper comes. Hands down. Amen.

I have two more questions to answer. And they are about Halloween - so I'll publish those on Thursday. Really. This Thursday. Without procrastination.

So…what about you? Pick one or two or three or ten of these questions – and tell me how you would have answered them.

It's supposed to be REM - What's the Frequency, Kenneth - but playlist is down. So, you'll have to hum it to yourself. Or just go with Snow Patrol. That might be easier...

What's the Frequency, Kenneth?

"Before I refuse to take your questions, I have an opening statement." Ronald Reagan

Tomorrow it will be a month. An entire month. I am a great procrastinator. A month ago, I asked you to ask me questions. To provide me with a bit of blog fodder. I am sure that you have been on the edge of your chair. Pressing refresh on your page. Stalking my blog. Re-reading posts to see if you might have missed the big event. And just waiting for your questions to be answered. E-hem. It takes one to know one.

I actually answered a few of your questions at the beginning of the month. Click here if you had a homeschool question. Or if you are curious about my homeschooling answers. Go ahead. I’ll wait. You might want a jolt of caffeine before you leave.

So…these were your burning questions:

Angie from Angie’s Spot says that she has two questions. Even though she gave me a numbered list of four.

1. Did you grow up in GA? If so, would you ever want to live somewhere else? If not, what was your next favorite place to live?

I was born in Florida. And I have lived in Georgia since I was 7. I have ALWAYS wanted to live somewhere else. I wanted to be an exchange student to Brazil when I was in high school. I wanted to go to college out of state. I applied for jobs in other states. I tried to get my husband to apply for transfers at his job. I have a serious case of wanderlust.

But…it appears that I am meant to be here. And I am trying so hard to live by the adage of “blooming where I am planted.” So…I like to live vicariously through all of you.

2. Are you going to go back to school for your PhD? And what would it be in?

I am not planning to go back to school. My brain cells have left the building. But if some how they magically regenerate. I would finish up with what I started - and that is in Anthropology.

3. How did you and hubby meet?

I so wish I had a story to tell. But, mine is pretty simple. I met him in a …wait for it…wait for it...I met him at a bar. I didn’t like him much. He wasn’t my type at all. And I was actually dating someone at the time. But, the guy I was dating – well, he made me mad. And in retaliation, I called up Michael. I tend to be impulsive like that. This time it worked out rather well.

4. If you were sent to a desert island for a month, what 3 things would you bring with you?

Am I willingly going? Or will I be shipwrecked there? Will I have a hut? With a bed? And high thread count sheets? Food? Wi-fi? Or are we talking Survivor (where I would not survive) and I have three “luxury” items to bring? I guess that three basic things I would want there would be food, sunscreen, and all the books I could read.

From Rhea at Texas Word Tangle (who is giving away jambalaya today on her blog!):

If you had to constantly carry a weapon of some kind, what would it be?
My brain. It the only thing that I might be able to use properly.

If you could have one thing made out of pure gold, what would you choose?
I don’t know. Something big. And heavy. Because while the stock market is tanking…gold’s up.

If you could suddenly find out that one work of fiction was actually true, what book would you select?
Harry Potter. Maybe someone could sneak me into Diagon Alley.

Tiffany from Sprinklings of Fairy Dusts asks:

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
Just one thing? My metabolism.

Did you create your own blogicon?
You can see it? I can only see it when I remember to use Firefox instead of Explorer. And no, I did not create it. I am not that savvy. Darcy over at Graphically Designing made it. She is my fairy blogmother.

Elena from Manwaring Moments wants to know:
What in the world is twittering? I see it everywhere, but don't get it.

Ah…twitter. I love twittering. It’s a site – and it simply asks you “what are you doing?” And you have to answer the question in 140 characters or less. I love it. It’s fun. Painless. And NOT a time suck. Click here and you can sign up and follow me on twitter.

So here's another, (but still answer my first b/c I really want to know). Are you a neat freak or a bit sloppy?
Somewhere in between. I like things neat. I despise clutter. I don’t like tchochkes. These things tend to get me into trouble. Because I purge. And then can never find what I need. On the sloppy side, I am not a fan of making my bed. And I procrastinate putting away the laundry.

That's it for this edition. There were more questions asked. Which I'll answer Thursday. Maybe this Thursday. Perhaps a Thursday of another week. Or month. Hello. My name is Kat. And I am procrastinator.

So...what about you? Are you good at coming up with interview questions? Have you ever interviewed anyone? Who is your favorite tv/radio/blog interviewer?

Theme song: REM -- What's the Frequency, Kenneth? Because it's about a surreal event that happened to Dan Rather. And it seems to fit.

Love. Eat. Hyperventilate.

It's amazing what someone can accomplish in 8 hours. It's pretty amazing when you had no idea that you were even setting out to accomplish it. And it becomes a done deal. And it was like it was meant to be.

Middle of last week, Lizzy let me know that she was coming to Atlanta again. I asked if she wanted to get together for lunch again - and it worked out that she had a little down time before meeting Mr. B. And then on Friday, Lizzy blogged about coming to Atlanta to see Mr. B. - and coming to meet Madame Kat. I am not sure when I became a Madame. Or when I became the owner of a brothel. But then again, I am having a lot of blogger "meetings." Maybe it is appropriate.

Anyway...as I posted my comment to Lizzy...at the very same time, Kori posted a comment. And she jokingly said "So I so need to drive to Atlanta and meet up with you and Kat. I mean how much fun would that be? I am such a thinker. Have a great weekend! Which I know you will. Duh"

And for a split second, I was transformed. From my usual role as thinker. Into an otherwordly experience. And I became a doer. I emailed Kori and invited her to really and truly come to Atlanta. And I emailed her again. Maybe a few more times. And hit refresh every few seconds. Was on pins and needles. Went back to post one on Kori's blog and truly stalked. Read every. Single. Word. And refreshed my email again. Until the email came that said - "I am going to need some major directions 'cause Atlanta traffic scares me. And I hope my Alabama accent doesn't scare you!"

And then Lizzy and I. A state apart. Swooned.

Kori and her accent arrived at my house on Saturday. I gave her the twenty five cent tour and then we were off to meet Lizzy. We decided to be wild and not meet at Applebees but at Red Robin. Kori and I arrived first. We told the hostess that there was one more coming and that we would just wait. She had to have asked us several times. And in several manners. If there was really just going to be three of us. "Are you still waiting on one more?" "Will there just be three of you?" "Would you still like to wait for ONE more person to join you?"

Lizzy arrived. We were finally seated. We discussed how old we were when we first started our periods. And then we were ready to look at the menu. We laughed. And giggled. And told stories. Including many from Kori about the joys of boys. And all their parts. Ate lunch which I promptly dribbled on my shirt. And Lizzy tried to frighten all the children at the table next to us. Ate dessert. Got dehydrated. Left a small tip. And waddled out of the restaurant to reconvene back at my house.

We had to get back to my house so that we could take pictures. Good pictures. Because Kori's friend could not believe that she was meeting people that she met online. Kori's friend was quite sure that Kori was a gonner. And that we were going to chop her to bits and bury her in the yard. We thought that her friend deserved an appropriate picture.The fear that is radiating from Kori is amazing. I am thinking that she missed her true calling to the theatre. And Lizzy obviously missed her true calling. With her pink spoon. To the theatre of the absurd. Or at least as an Alan Rickman impersonator.

And then Kori got lucky. Hey! Not that kind of lucky. Lucky in the book department. Because Katie had finished it. My mom had just finished it the night before. And now Kori had her very own slightly used. Slightly drooled upon copy.And did you know that Lizzy's last name is Cullen?

We spent some time checking out my basement. Walking in the backyard around the creek. Lizzy has insisted that she is just going to pitch a tent and move back there. And then we went back inside. And talked. And laughed. Laughed so hard we cried. Laughed so hard we hyperventilated. And there might have been some snorting. Especially as Kori loudly announced - "hey...I have on two different socks."

And then...Kori decided that she and her accent needed to head home. So we "employed" Katie to take our picture. And she had so much fun taking pictures of hips. Ta-tas. And maybe some trees. We finally got her to take some pictures of all three of us.And then Katie...who insisted that she needed to be a part of the action too...because she blogs...got her moment in the flashbulb:And before anyone could be bid adieu...there was one more thing to accomplish. I had teased Lizzy about crossing her eyes when she talks in my post about our first meeting. And Kori noticed this quirk as well. And it was also noticed that Lizzy can make her eyes go in different directions. This was one of our causes of the above mentioned hyperventilation. And it made Lizzy talk to us for the rest of the afternoon with her face hidden behind a pillow.So...what about you? Are you a demonstrative speaker? Do you use your hands? And your eyeballs when you speak? Have you ever driven three hours to meet someone for lunch? Do you think your friends and family might think you've gone off the deep end if you did? Have you ever found a blog you liked and gone back to read every-single-post?

Theme song: Jack Johnson - "Upside Down" because it perfectly captures the day. And there is not a song called hyperventilate.