June 15, 2011
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out,
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about.
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes.
Get out your feathers,
Your patent leathers,
Your beads and buckles and bows,
For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!
Strut down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about.
That Sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes.
Get out your feathers,
Your patent leathers,
Your beads and buckles and bows,
For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes!
-Hello Dolly
We had a temple trip today for youth group. It was a grand time. On the way home I noticed a giant bright orange moon, so one of my young women's leaders and I went to take pictures of it. It was like 10 o'clock. We went to this random unsold lot on a hill. I love that little lot.
-Kaylyn
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