“I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
I’m as normal as blueberry pie.
No more a smart little girl with no heart,
I have found me a wonderful SKY!
I am in a conventional dither,
With a conventional star in my eye.
And you will note there’s a lump in my throat
When I speak of that wonderful SKY!”

There’s nothing like a perky set of Oscar Hammerstein II’s lyrics to kick off the morning. Actually, I altered “guy” for “SKY” because typing in “Wonderful Wednesday” tripped the song-wire in my brain.

It’s 64-degrees. The sky is as blue as a blueberry pie and… Stop it, Darin! These folks get the fact that the morning feels like every Hammerstein description and that there are even elephants over in the cornfield so you can gauge the height of the stalks.

Good grief! Just say, “make it a great day” and be on with it.

Yes. Okay. So, make it a…

“When you’re down and out
Lift up your head and shout
There’s gonna be a great day…”