If you're me this week, pretty damned low. I can't shake off my pre-mom-visit slump. I'm also wringing my hands over what my next career move should be. Princess? Ballerina? Perhaps I should consult a Magic 8-Ball and be done with it.
In other news, the warm weather is denying me the right to wear my CUTE NEW J.JILL JACKET. I curse you, Texas weather. Oh yes I do.
The hillbilly church next door is working on beautifying its grounds, which yesterday included building a rock wall that extends slightly onto our property. We can't decide if we care enough to ask them to move the wall back a few inches. (It's low and doesn't really obstruct anything.)
Finally, I'd like to know who's going to buy me THIS ANIMATRONIC CHIMP HEAD for Christmas.