We survived another work week without killing anyone or getting fired. I made the run to the market so there is food in the cupboards. A new bunch of flowers occupies the middle spot in the front window. I got a haircut. Petey has a full tank of gas. The bills are paid and I still have a couple nickels to rub together. So I guess it all ended up on the plus side. Then again, there was this 4 year old who was having a complete melt down of a temper tantrum at the market. I suppose he was just too tired and too hungry and cooperating with Mom and Dad was the last thing on his mind. Poor lil’ guy.
Thank the Gods I turned that “having and raising kids” side of the family business over to someone a helluva lot younger than me. I’d be going thru a lot of Grey Goose if I still had to be in that part of the franchise.