Dude

Yesterday was horrible. But when something happens that was as horrible as what happened in Boston on Monday, it makes it really hard for me to feel sorry for myself. Besides, I get to spend today with my boys. My life could be worse.



P.S. Want to know maybe the only good thing about yesterday? We changed the outlets in the basement from black to white. Not just the outlet covers, but the actual plugs too. (Just in case you needed confirmation that I was truly a boring adult who had a crap day.)

P.P.S. Strike that. I did get to talk to my sister yesterday. That was a very good thing because I just so happen to like my sister.