And, yes, I AM wanting to sing "The Circle Game" just about now - if I could just stop weeping long enough to remember the darn words.
|Auntie Kate, before her 2-week ordeal|
Believe me, the retroactive kind? Is the most painful.
To give myself time to recover, I gave the kids a bag of jelly beans and the leftover plastic eggs -- they played Easter Egg Hunt for hours. I wonder why I never thought of that before?
Larry left me for another (say it all together now) management retreat. Yeah, we've been here before. But that's okay - I still have the Internet to keep me company, and tonight it did not disappoint. May I share with you the existentialist antidote to Can I Haz Cheezburger? Herewith, a French cat articulates the pain of existence...