I'm sorry, but who gave you permission to grow up?

Monday, in honor of Colombus Day.

Hot coffee, a snuggly blanket and Matt Lauer (on television, of course)..is there anything better?

Oh sure there is. But not today.

I'm at home feeling crappy and I will be doing the 'ol switcheroo of summer to fall/winter clothes as the weather turned on a dime and it is cold cold cold.

It rains, it pours, we get stuck inside and yell

So, the family and I have spent this entire day inside with one another. Sure, I love these people like crazy, but did someone say crazy?
Holy crap I'm ready to take a shot of something strong and go to bed already.
Someone pointing out all of my shortcomings within a 48 hour period has really gotten on my nerves and I fear myself saying something worse than what I've already spewed.
Going to bed seems to be the best option.
Because when I am asleep, what comes out of my mouth does not count.