I know! The weekend! The holiday! (What's that you say? Everyone posted about that, like, THREE DAYS AGO? And has moved on?? Really??)
Well, there was a turkey, see?
No wait, not that turkey.... where was that one hmmmm.... almost as tasty........
Yes! There it is! SO delish! I love turkey!
Almost as much as I love pie and whipped cream!
(I personally take my whipped cream with a side of pie.)
Then some doofus had a birthday and made her own birthday crown (but apparently didn't feel the need to use a hair dryer! I'm just in from warm, dry California! Where hair dryers have only one purpose: to serve as expletive inducers when they fall on your foot as you rummage through your bathroom cabinet at 3 am looking for the extra TP. I, personally, don't ever turn mine on. Who has the time? I'm too busy making a BIRTHDAY CROWN for myself! Priorities!)
How old am I now? 36? 37? I forget, because that's what happens when you get old. But also? That's what happens when your little 6 month old turkey decides to WAKE UP THREE TIMES A NIGHT LIKE SOME KIND OF NEWBORN, uh, TURKEY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.
Then we tried to take a family holiday photo. They pretty much all look like this one.
At least Sweet Dog was cooperative. (Either that or she's planning her revenge.)
I'm sure I'll have more to post.... someday..... when I get more sleeeeppppzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.