one more grumpy post to get it out of my system

Last few minutes of lunch. I didn't shop. I read this great Francine Rivers book I've been working on for the past two weeks
I got a hot apple cider from Starbucks (thank you again, Linda!)
I needed a break.
I can't understand that comment on the last two entries... same comment... same illiterate, anonymous person...
I guess forgiveness comes easier to some than others.
Next Guy isn't going to ever be The Guy. But that doesn't mean I hate him or have banned him from my presence.
I guess it's easy to throw stones under the cloak of anonymity.
I never said I was perfect. I think the whole tone of my blog is being humble enough to admit my imperfections.
Let he who is without sin...
Or something like that.
I don't feel good physically but I've definitely decided to not stress over what does or doesn't get done.
I texted Austin and said, "no clean kitchen, no sausage balls".
He's home all day doing nothing but messing up the kitchen. Let him help.
It's raining.
I have a run in my stockings.
I'm out of mascara.
I keep forgetting to buy tape.
I still have a few gifts to buy.
I have to put together the ones I HAVE bought.
Jesus didn't come to earth to make us all miserable for a few weeks in December and to make us spend January trying to catch up our bills from the money we overspent in December.
It's not humbugs... it's just perspective.