Oh my goodness. Today was definitely a Monday! It was horrible. Grant it, I did get to wear my new boots so the total day wasn't a bust. My children drove me to the cliff of my sanity today. I'm talkin' to the EDGE. Days like today are what encourages me to write to my Senators to encourage Prozac being put into our water supply. Days like today make me want to grab a can of Reddi-Whip and squeeze that nozzle straight into my mouth. Yes, on days like today I am tempted to pull out the duct tape and adhere my precious little half-pints to the wall with only enough of an opening for them to get sufficient oxygen through. Oh, you just might not understand. I'd read to them; an educational book of course. I'd feed them broccoli and carrots and give them milk through a straw. I'd go over multiplication tables and the alphabet. Heck, I'd even sing a song to them. I am currently wearing a smile as big as Dallas; simply because this idea delights me so. I find great peace in just thinking about it. I think I'm done writing for the night. Yes, I'm sure of it. I need to sit here and relax while I'm in the zone. The quiet zone, that is. (I think if I were a yoga person, this would be the point where I would be chanting ... OHMMMMM.)
Ciao`
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