Rah Rah Rah

I pulled my pompoms out this morning and gave myself a pep talk before going into work. I had an altercation with a co-worker on Friday and I felt really pissed. I diffused the anger after it happened and she apologized to me later in the day, but I felt bullied and I hate bullies. My little mantra today was about being positive, about being purposeful and doing things at work for the benefit of children and others. It worked. I had a pretty good day.

Tonight I went to pick up the composter I ordered and decided to get an ice cream while I was out. I was relishing my strawberry ice cream on a suagr cone when Rod Stewart's Do You Think I'm Sexy came on. Maybe it was the sensual experience I was having with the sweetness and coldness and the rain falling, but I realized that it wasn't that bad of a song. It was one of those moments of guilty pleasure. There is a lot of music like that for me. I love J-Lo and Ja Rule on the I'm Real Murder Remix, Rich Girl by Hall and Oates, and and Jonathan Edwards's Sunshine. Sometimes cheese is sweet.