Listening to George Michael and Elton John sing “Don’t Let The Sun Go Down On Me” while watching the sun go down can be kind of powerfully overwhelming when you’re already kinda emo.

Maybe even when you’re not.  I don’t know.  It was my first time.

So, today’s big news is that my super secret project is done, the gift given, the surprise sprung.  Finally.

But it did not go as planned.  At all.

Which, really, should just be my plan – to have things not go the way I try to make them go.  Nothing ever really does, so it’s not like I’m surprised anymore.  Just continually disappointed.

The end goal – to make Mom cry – still happened, though, so thanks to everyone who helped make that transpire.  I couldn’t have done it without you.  Well, not in a good way.  😉

Anyway, I’m pretty beat.  I want to talk, but I don’t want to talk.  Just sad and tired for now.

Plus, let’s be real.  The sun went down awhile ago…  😉