"Come on, girlies. Big doin's." Nothing.
I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a cup of coffee.
"Get-i-up, Get-i-up, get-i-up-up-up..."
They let me go through the entire Lone Ranger Getting Up song.
Finally, I looked at my feet. I was wearing sandals for the first time in months.
"Girls!" I singsonged. "It's going to be seventy degrees today!"
"Yah-hooo!!" This simultaneously from three different rooms.
(Don't tell the California relatives, but we may make Texans yet.)
Now, shine on me sunshine,
Walk with me, world~
It's a skip-a-dee-doo-dah day!
I'm the happiest girl
In the whole USA.
A virtual ice cream sundae to anyone who can remember the artist who sang that song.
(And sprinkles on top if you can tell whether I used "who" and "that" correctly in the previous sentence!)