It has been five long days of teeth clenching, full body sweating, cake eating, bill-paying, acne colonizing, sleep deprivived, irrationally angry PMS around here. Thing 2 also happens to be cutting molars. He's a screamer. Clearly, I'm currently a sheer and utter delight for all of those around me. My friend sent me this card from Bluntcard. It pretty much says it all.
I'm getting better. After a little more ibuprofen and wine, I should be able to resume regular activities tomorrow.
Check back soon, as I am working on a delightful "snippet" from my past.
In the meantime, let's all use the word "snippet" today as much as possible. Additionally, if you can throw in a well-placed "wretched trollop", I'll give you bonus points.
Now come over here and give me a hug. I think it would help. Honestly, I don't really know what kind of reaction physical contact will elicit; I could either feel soothed, start sobbing or kidney punch you. Yay for hormones.
OMG, it is HOT in here.