Get on the good foot

This is what you do on a Friday night around our casa. 1) Open Itunes. Pull up Stevie Wonder. "Signed, Sealed, Delivered," "Uptight" and "Sir Duke" 2) Commence getting down. Do the hustle over the cat. Sail along on the bright billowing of Lil' Stevie's incredible musical joy. Shout-out to "Basie, Miller, Satchmo and the king of all Sir Duke!" (yes, those are the actual words to the song). Inform Coco puppy that yes, indeed, "Here I am, baby. Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm yours!!!) Of course, if you've had too much Satay, there might be a slight miscalculation in how loudly you can sing. And a slight risk of annoying the dog. Unhhh! Yeah! We're just that cool around here, fool! (I challenged Rob that we'd both have to write a cheerful post this week. He said "Oh, sure, set yourself up by posting a death entry. Now anything you post is going to look cheerful. Cheater." Well, top my mad Stevie Wonder Jig, Mr. Tootin', IF YOU DARE....)