I can be annoyingly chipper at times, and unfortunately, little bits of words or songs lodge themselves like broken glass in my brain.  I use these shards to torment my friends and family, sometimes repeating jingles from commercials originally aired in 1974 (remember Rainier Beer?  Yeah, I can do the entire motorcycle sound they made for the commercial).  If there’s an inappropriate time to belt out the Leave it to Beaver theme, I will do it, you betcha. 

Lately I’ve been annoying the hell out of myself with tidbits from Finding Nemo.  My kids haven’t watched it in at least 6 months, but I keep hearing Ellen Degeneres’ voice as Dory screaming, “Just Keep Swimming . . .Just Keep Swimming!”  I also love that she calls Nemo’s dad “Mr. Grumpy Gills”.  Considering I frequently refer to Arden as Mistress Grouchy, it fits. 

I think it’s stuck in my head for a reason.  I have to keep swimming - got no choice, really.  Tomorrow the move officially begins.  Friends from all over are descending with paintbrushes and alcohol, and Dan is threatening to make burgers on a Foreman grill at the new house to feed us all.  I’m definitely swimming, but there are a lot of fish in the water with me.  Here’s where I would normally insert a cheesy reference to my “school” of friends, but Imma Gonna Skip It.