..okay, the greenhouse. I think I've perfected it by working on it the last two nights. Finally got the correct layout by just "shopping" in my garage and putting more effort into it. If only I could use that energy for dinner or the workroom...
...can you guess by the outfit where I'm going to get away from my dooties? We are going to Bermuda! Got my outfits already to go. I know that's pretty far to go and drastic to not have to work on my workroom but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Hey, I've worked hard to get this look down to honor the place from which the term came. I wore them all the time growing up when they weren't at all in style so this could be a real cathartic trip. I may be able to work through my Bermuda fashion trauma. I hope I'll be blogging from there. If so, it will most certainly be with a British accent. I'm sure I'll sound just like Britney trying to sound just like Madonna-oh boy!
I also spent almost 3 hours watching the MJ memorial today. I wouldn't have used that time for anything else. It was wonderful and I cried almost the whole time. It was fully befitting of him and his legacy. He was my age so I truly grew up with him but so did my twenty-something year old sons and my almost teen son. I thought I'd be fine knowing his music would always be around but it looked like he was going to make us love him even more with his new art. The clip of him rehearsing the day before was astounding; he looked pretty darn healthy; I started mourning him all over again. And those kids, well, I don't have to tell you...I just hope that the world and those close to him don't make things any harder on them than it already is. I love you more MJ.
