Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Virgin Lime Rickey

Wednesday's aren't perfect.
But pretty darn close to it. 

Wednesday is careless.
It's the only day of the week where I can hula dance to Pineapple Princess with the grace of an elephant.

It's not Monday. 

Wednesday is sassy. 
Because on Wednesday I can go into the world naked faced with Bambi eyes and feel just as fabulous as always.

It's not Tuesday. 

Wednesday is lazy.
I don't have anyone to see or anything to do or anywhere to go, and if I could, I wouldn't.

It's not Thursday,

Wednesday is a klutz.
I've never fallen inconveniently asleep on a Tuesday.

It's not Thursday,

Wednesday has no regard.
If you were fishing for a compliment come back tomorrow. 

It's Not Thursday.

Wednesday is resilient.
I don't care if you scraped your knee, it's Wednesday. 

Thank heavens It's not Thursday. 

Wednesday is forgiving of my shortcomings.
Because all that laundry can wait till tomorrow.


It's not Friday, and I'm in love. 

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