You all now that my faith isn't too strong of late, but I know that many of you practice prayer and meditation and I'd like to send out a request, since I can't do it myself!
Pray for my household for the next 6 weeks while the ultra-organized, ultra-anal man-child (aka hubby) is home recovering from surgery.
We were home from surgery at 330. I took my first tranquilizer at 7. How's that for a sign?
Smilies and love! Or to quote an old text from Kelly, "May your day be filled with laughter, rainbows, hugs and desserts." To which I replied, "And unicorns and pixie dust and leprechauns." Or something like that.