For those of you who got up early to watch the royal wedding in Great Britain, good for you. Clearly I am not a big fan of these things. They are, after all, just another young couple. A young couple with way too much pressure to succeed in life. I wish them well, I really do. That's all I have to say about that. Sincerely, Lady Edna Watson of St. James (in reference to a goofy Facebook thingamajig).
Now I realize that even though my oldest spilt fruit juice all over the counter, Eric left for work looking very ill, and I dropped the blackberry jam knife down the front of my pj's while making lunches, I am still in a pleasant mood this morning. How so you ask? I'm curious myself as this entire week has been one in which I have been in a recovering cold haze. Dirty clothes are piled so high in the laundry room that getting into the garage is a dangerous endeavor. I have not made a homemade meal since Easter Sunday. I am missing appointments. Craziness. Yet today, I'm feeling invincible!