“Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air — explode softly — and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth — boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn’t go cheap, either — not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.”
~ Robert Fulghum
It’s Friday, and after my very busy week of psychic work I have a big night planned. Ben and the dogs are at the farm, so it’s just me to think about. Once upon a time, pre-lyme, a Friday night out would have involved high heels, alcohol, restaurants and bars, dancing, a celebration out on the town.
Not tonight. I have something better planned. It involves me, some friends, a table full of coloured pencils and crayons, colouring books and several pots of tea. Followed by homemade pizza and more colouring. There will also be gingersnaps, and ice-cream.
We might even do some dorky free-form dancing to ABBA or Queen, or Britney Spears, Lady Gaga or this:
Me and my crazy life…
Did I mention the dress code is pyjamas, onesies or lounge wear?
This girl knows how to party!