All day I have been writing the date with February instead of March. I blame daylight savings time.
My two year old nephew went up to a little boy crying at day care and said, "It's okay, buddy. Come on I'm gonna fu#k you up." To which my sister turned back around and yelled "Funk... Funk... Uptown Funk" The other adults were smiling and laughing. Nephew smiled and started dancing next to the little boy to cheer him up. Thank you, Bruno Mars.
I need to file my taxes. Maybe I will do that on Wednesday. Tomorrow, I get to go to the Jason Mraz show at the Orpheum. Looking forward to the evening.
Almost bedtime... More shenanigans will occur tomorrow.
