Because

Somedays you wake up and you know? Nothing is really going to explain your meaning here in life. None of the pieces is really going to fit together and even though the sun is shining like butter on mashed potatoes and just running pure dairy buttery de-light over everything and you're thinking the hens might lay an egg today and yesterday you adored humanity, you're just not really feeling it.

Those are the days you just need to watch a little Bill Murray. Am I right or am I right?

Last night Mr. Moon and I were flipping through the channels and just happened upon Zombieland, one of my very favorite movies of all times. Woody Harrelson plays a guy named Tallahassee and it's ridiculous and part of it was filmed just a few miles up the road in Georgia at a sleazy fun park called Wild Adventures that my kids used to guilt me into taking them to and lots of zombies get shot and best of all- it's got Bill Murray. Bill Fucking Murray. So we watched the part I've found with absolutely no problem on the glorious Youtube and I swear to you, if all you do is watch the first 27 seconds where Tallahassee dances (badly) and demands (in vain) that a girl help him take off his boots, I guarantee you'll have a better day, mashed potatoes with butter and sunshine or not.




Happy Friday, y'all.

Love...Ms. Moon