High Tide

It's Thursday. I have a Mister Sandwich T. Pants (the newest addition to the family) cuddled up to my hip while I do that thing some of us do for work, or when we are suppo'se to be working: bloggin'.

Since I have recently fallen, and acquired a fine bruise that induces a perpetual hearts and rainbow vomit parade, I thought I would share a wee vid about that thing that came along and tripped me; that thing we all be trying to do all of the fcking time : love, lovin'.


So don't waste your time hatin'.

Grab someone, get down to your skivvies, and get ready to dance along to this: some rumpleCrystal Stilts'n's
Love Is a Wave.