However, not enough time. I've got dishes to do. I just threw Brussels sprouts in the oven. There are chocolate chip cookies that need to finish cooling and get packaged for the freezer. I'm reading a book that has me fairly riveted. And it's 9:30. How did that happen?
I can't promise I'll be able to digest the weekend and whatever other stupid crap that is going on to be able to write about it this week. Work is going to be crazy fucking busy. I don't want to go back. But I feel like I've been totally ignoring this li'l blog, and y'all by extension. I'm sorry. Fucking life. Where does it get off happening?