How old? I remember when this song was released. I remember rollerskating to this song at the skating rink while the disco ball flashed a million colors over the maple-colored floor. I remember when AquaNet helped feather my hair back a la OMD-style, but I never did get that lift they had. I was more Farrah Fawcett without the skin, hair or body. Okay, so I was a beanpole with jeans that were always a tad too short, long dark hair and a quick smile.
At least some things haven't changed. I'm still a smiler. :)
But this isn't what I intended to talk about! Well, it wasn't until I started obsessing over the age thing. Now, my age might be at least part of the point. Let's revisit that later--and by "later," I mean between someone has to start pureeing my peas.
So why am I here? I have a secret! By definition, a secret is something I can't share. Details, anyway. I can, however, tell you that the whole of the secret involves cowboys and words and happy endings. It's going to be so awesome to share with you everything that's happened over the last few weeks! I'm guessing I'll have the official announcement in a couple of weeks, so be sure to check back soon!
In the meantime, I hope you enjoy some good weather and, if you're stuck inside, that your hot cocoa is spiked with adult peppermint goodness.
Until next time,