Woah! Roscoe

Hi guys,

Did I mention I did some awesome dancing?

Did I mention the famous Dirty Dancing lift was involved?

Did I mention it was fantastic?

Did I also mention that as fantastic as it was, it didn’t stop me from being incredibly scared of heights and giggling like a small child, more out of fear than fun? Yeah, us short folk aren’t really used to being up that high.

What about that it’s a super sunny day and I’m secretly barefoot under my desk?

You know what that means. Summer is coming. With haste! Do you know what summer means? It means sun! And warmth! And more barefoot instances! It means the clink of ice in a tasty drink. It means dodging prickles in the lawn (because lawn prancing is a barefoot instance). Do you know what else summer means?

It means my birthday is looming ever closer and soon I’ll be 21. A grown up. Or something that kind of looks like one.

Did I mention my Mum told me if I don’t organise my birthday party soon she will take charge and do it? Yeah. Guess I better start thinking. But I still want a to-do list for before I turn 21. And that needs some serious thought. Let’s be realistic and fun. Lets be imaginative and just a smidgen challenging (oh but not stressful).

I started this list a while ago and I’m gonna hunt it out. I’m pretty sure there was some good stuff on it, and hopefully I can tick some things off together. Are you 21? Is it awesome? Have you been there? Did you have a to-do list? Will I hit 21 and have a whole new view on the universe? Will I suddenly get the travelbug and disappear to Peru or something? Give me a heads up, because I totally need to know.