It kind of feels like a Monday today.
Not in a terrible, everything's-gone-wrong sort of way, but more of a sleepy, why-is-the-weekend-over sort of way.
For instance, when talking with my boss about a particularly annoying vendor this morning, I may have referred to the individual in question as "Mister Picky Pants."
Yeah, it's Monday.
I think I'd like to go home and eat a lovely ice cream sandwich like this one. Anyone want to join me?
*via tumblr
i am sorry that your day was sorta stinky. and yes to the blog birthday party . . . when/where {how soon can we make an excuse to do this}???
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