In Soviet Russia, smackdown smacks you.
This is one of those nights. The CRAZIE is at threat level red (“Gary Busey”) and I could barely make it home from work without poking my left eye out with a pencil to feel something other than the crippling emotional pain.
To placate you, here is a pair of sleepy puppies, and that’s not a euphemism for my boobs like it usually is.
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Awwwwww….aren’t they CUTE!
Hope it’s better soon. Wish I could help.
We love you! Hope you’re better soon! Had a minor touch of the blues myself, but nothing like what you’re dealing with. Much love!
Those pups are adorable. I love me some doggies!!!
Hope today is better. Wish there was something I could do.
Hope you feel better…but at the same time, love the posts of sleepy pups.
I have just discovered your awesome blog and I wish for you to feel as fab as your blog is!
thanks, everyone. today is better than yesterday, although i’m still waiting for a day to just be “good” instead of relatively better or worse.
le sigh.
I’m always super-impressed that you continue to both cook and blog regularly, even with the crazy. For what that’s worth (not much).