I mentioned “coming back tomorrow” in yesterday’s title.

I sorta shot myself in the foot on that one (ouch! Can you hand me a band-aid?) because I obligated myself to post today!

I wanted to start out with a big internet hug and thank you. I felt so cared for yesterday, and it truly comforted me this morning. We’re such a good little circle of friends, aren’t we? I think so. I really appreciated all your insights, prayers, and kind words. I have so much I wish I could share, but I don’t think the world wide web is the best venue. I’m sure I’ll share later though. In the meantime, thank you for your support. I truly needed it.

I worked today and have to come in tomorrow. I was also told that while it may not happen- be prepared to work

THE NEXT EFFING 14 DAYS STRAIGHT!!!!!!!!!

If that’s true, that means I will be working 21 days straight without a break.

I wish I could quit so badly. I just can’t now. Oh guys, my heart hurts today.

I wore my milk and cookie shirt today to keep me cheery. I’m not sure it worked, but that’s okay. Nothing screams happiness like a chocolate chip cookie slapping milk a high five, right?

Enough sad whining crap…

Okay so guess what guys!?

I might have a guest blogger next week!

YES!

How fun and exciting, right!?

Will was so bummed about Brett Favre retiring that he actually sat down and wrote some thoughts! I was really touched by them and thought it was cool that he just randomly wrote a little essay on his feelings (ha ha essay. Funny. Brings me back to high school).

I asked him if I could post it on here and he said maybe.

I thought it would be cool. I mean, you guys know what I tell you about Will, but you don’t “know” him from his perspective! After 3 years of blogging I figure I ought to let you get to know my football-crazed husband a little better. So, let’s hope he’s gracious enough to let me post his cute little Favre essay on my blog.

I miss Will, I’m going home now to give him a hug.

Love you guys. Perhaps I’ll post tomorrow in protest of coming in.

Hmmm, I’ll have to think of what I can wear tomorrow to cheer me up. Perhaps a shirt with a big fat bird on the front… that’s discreet, right? It’s pretty much the only way I can tell them what I want to without getting in trouble… though I’m pretty sure God wouldn’t like it either.

Enough thoughts for today. Have a good weekend.