Remember at Summer Camp when you woke up to the sounds of Reveille?
Or maybe I should say:
Remember when you watched that movie about summer camp and the kids woke up to the sound of Reveille?
And yes, it took some major googling to remember exactly what that word was.
Revelry? Reverie? Revery?
All three of the above words are legitimate words but none of them mean Reveille.
This morning I had a lot to do and when I woke up I kind of heard Reveille in my head.
The husband was busy doing P90X.
I can't imagine why he complains about working out when the kids are awake.
I mean, what could be so difficult about exercising while the kids are up?
I was not busy P90Xing.
I was addressing invitations to my cousin Rachel's baby shower.
As I addressed I would occasionally write notes on the back.
Because postmen probably get bored and because my Mom needed to know:
"Don't worry I used my fancy handwriting on the other invites."
And this one to my sister:
"I guess you think your special because I had to write 'Dr' on the front of your name."
It's a good thing there were no babies crawling on me or I couldn't have been so witty.
Although, in retrospect, maybe I should have saved the wit to remember the word Reveille.
Because that was a lot of googling.
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