So yesterday’s post was a bit on the heavy side. I bared my soul. I was nekkid. Today on the other hand, I will be keeping things light and fluffy. I will not be nekkid. Or even naked.

(Side note: Yesterday in an unintentional attempt to keep my day heavy I decided to make yeast bread from scratch without the modern-day help from a mixer or bread machine. The bread was delish but very, shall we say, dense.

I was lamenting to the Music Man that the bread I made was not light and fluffy. His words of encouragement: “But you’re light and fluffy.”

He realized immediately that his choice of words was probably not the best thing to say to his oh-so pregnant wife. Then he tried again and said my hair was fluffy. Poor guy.)

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, light and fluffy. I don’t want you thinking that this blog is all serious and that I’m just this über retrospective girl with no sense of humor or life. So unlike the bread, we’re going to rise to the occasion…

(Ha! Get it? RISE to the occasion?)

May I present the light and fluffy for the day…

All I can say is that he had just told me that he had locked me in jail for being mean.

Like I said…today is all about the light and fluffy.