stick a fork in me...

...cause I woke up done. I got up today feeling pretty much ready to put the day behind me and it hadn't started. All I wanted to do was sleep but some lunatic put me in charge of this joint, at least on week days, so here I am. I have thus far fed my children breakfast (leftover pretzel salad, pineapple upside down cake, OJ and vits. Mother. Of. The. Year.) and made coffee. I have one very short, very close appointment to keep and then I have a date with the last hundred pages of Stephen King's new book, the big brown sofa, fuzzy socks and a box (or two) of tissues. I'm trying to stay positive. No fever so no real need to panic. Just an average garden variety aggressive cold type thing...with a vengeance.

Hope your Monday rocks and rolls and boogies to the music. And wow. How bad do I want that hook? In this house we thrive on unusual, offbeat and clever and I think that covers all three.

XOXO
Sommer