Tonight, I don’t want to blog. I have nothing nice I want to say. No cute crafts. No easy recipes. No funny (or semi-funny) stories. I’m just stinkin’ miserable.
I’d love to blog about the rotten ‘effing evening I’ve had, but it doesn’t seem quite right.
I will say thought, when Sarah Palin compared hockey moms to pit-bulls (without the lipstick), she obviously hadn’t had the pleasure of hanging out with ski parents. Hockey moms are mere Chihuahuas.
I’d love to say, “I QUIT!” (as well as a few four letter works and an obscene hand gesture).
I’d love to blog about happiness and light, but I’m drawing a blank.
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Oh hon, I’m sorry. We all have those crappy days, for sure. And if you don’t feel like blogging, you don’t have to — I give my permission! Hope tomorrow is a much better day.
Have a glass of wine, some chocolate and a long bubble bath … that always helps me.
Hugs! xx
Oops, sorry! Just read your comment to the other poster about no alcohol. Okay, so have a glass of something nice (hot chocolate, maybe?) instead. I’ll have a wine for you!
Thanks Hannah! Please have at least two glasses of wine for me :)
I’ll have a glass for you too. I hate those days! I do know a place where you could vent, though… ;-)
@Headless Mom – Thanks K!
You are keeping it real girl, and I love you for that. Hope everything gets better … And it will.
@Jodi Renshaw — thank you my friend :)