Day 318 or If it's Sunday it Must be Houston

Hi guys! This is a quickie so you don't think I jumped the blogging ship. I owe many of you a visit and I know that I have promised the second half of my wrap up. The truth is, however, I have been in three cities in four days with both kids in tow and I am some kind of crazy. Not Jack Nicholson in "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" pretending to be crazy or Winona Ryder as misunderstood "Girl, Interrupted" crazy or even Hannibal Lector super smart evil villain crazy but flat-out padded room, talking to herself, hair on end CRA to the Z!

So in honor of that, I will give you a little Patsy Cline to tide you over until the "cr" in my life spells creative rather than crazy.

Crazy, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely
I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue
I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted
And then someday you'd leave me for somebody new

Worry, why do I let myself worry?
Wond'ring what in the world did I do?
Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for trying and crazy for crying

And I'm crazy for loving you
Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for trying and crazy for crying
And I'm crazy for loving you.

Thanks to all of you for the birthday wishes, the support for my new projects, LOL love, and all around awesome cheers for little old moi! You guys make me feel like a rock star or maybe a la Ellen, you make me feel like dancing.

You've got a cute way of talking
You got the better of me
Just snap your fingers and I'm walking
Like a dog hanging on your lead
I'm in a spin you know
Shaking on string you know

You make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance the night away
You make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance the night away
You make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing ahhh

Quarter to four in the morning
I ain't feeling tired no no no no no
Just hold me tight and leave on the light
'cause I don't want to go home
You put a spell on me
I'm right where you want me to be

You make me feel like dancing
I want to dance the night away
You make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance the night away
You make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing

You take me higher
I'm gonna catch on fire 'cause
You make me feel like dancing
I wanna dance the night away
You make me feel like dancing
I'm gonna dance my life away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing dance the night away
I feel like dancing dancing ahhh

You really slipped me a potion
I can't get off of the floor
All this perpetual motion
You gotta give me some more
You gotta give me some more
And if you'll let me stay we'll dance our lives away
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
You make me feel like dancing I wanna dance my life away
I feel you make me feel like dancing

Now see. You got two for the price of one and if you count the songs it wasn't such a short post. All right. All right. It was cheating but more in the vain of Princeton Review than a full on scribbling on the inside of your arm cheat. Right? Well that's my story and I'm sticking with it.

Good night. Bon soir. Buenos noches. Ahhh, you get the idea. Sweet dreams to my friends on this side of the Greenwich Meridian and a guten tag, g'day and good morning to those on the other side.