I didn't finish my post for today because I ended up making out with one Riley Stewart Bingham until long past my bed time. But I mean, look at him in those circa 1992 boogie pants, I just couldn't help myself.
I knew you would understand.
Tonight I promise to exercise control (sorry, Riley).
I hope you have a bright, twirling, walk in the sun while drinking lemonade, kind of day. You really deserve it.