The dogs woke me up before 6:00 this morning. Darn you pugs and your internal alarm clock. On the upside, I've already watered the flowers, planted some herbs, read the paper and paid some bills.
But I also started thinking about what I posted last night. How ironic that I'm broadcasting my disenchantment with my kids' broadcasting!? Hello kettle? This is the pot. You're black. Oh well. Like so many other things, do as I say and not as I do.