We just got back from the Gymnastics studio where we threw a joint birthday party for Thomas and Ruthie. (Which is THE way to do winter birthdays, by the way. I walked in with my pizzas and walked out with my brain intact).
Bryan continued the party at home by putting on a Daft Punk album for our own little family dance party. It reminded me of this video of one of its songs, and how totally awesome it is, and how I meant to post this a long time ago.
Be warned: what you see here is not my best work. It is what Anne Lamott describes in Bird By Bird as a series of “shitty first drafts.” Blogging dragged me kicking and screaming out of creative constipation by getting me to actually write. So I do that. A lot. Without worrying about every word choice or comma placement.
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Holy coordination, Batman!