I had a mild breakdown this weekend, Saturday morning to be exact. It was one of my quarterly falling-apart times that I get.. well, quarterly. I felt sorry for Andrew.. poor guy. It was easier to fall apart when I was single and I could go to my room, shut the door, and deal. Being married changes all of that. I did go to OUR room and shut the door, but it wasn't the same. He saw the whole ugly thing. All of it. And being the psychologist that he is, he tried his best to talk me through it. Bless his heart. I appreciate him more than he knows.

My right hand is really dry. Not my left hand, just my right one. More specifically, the palm side of my pointer, bad, and ring fingers. So weird.

Listen, I love QVC and HSN. The sales ladies on there are ridiculous. Ridiculous.
I do not love CNN. They are also ridiculous. Fair and balanced my arse.