there are wonderful things happening.
my sweet babies are deep in that wonderful place called dream land.
a wonderful fresh baked “best-cookies-in-the-universe” is in my hand.
and no i won’t share the recipe. you’d fill my in box with hate mail verbalizing how mad you are at the increase of your waist line. i’ll just take care of them for you since my waist line is increasing anyways.
i’m a wonderful person. you can thank me.
a wonderful cup of
re-heated 10 times fresh coffee is in my hand.
wonderful grey’s anatomy reruns are on.
and the wonderful squishy couch is calling my name.
i’ll leave you with this wonderfulness…siblings…