I woke up yesterday feeling like I was upchucked by Satan… which, I can’t say I was too disappointed about. It gave me a legitimate reason to do nothing but be a lazy sack all day. Score! But, as I laid here in a mush of blankets with tissues corkscrewed into nose (sexy, eh?) I discovered two things:
- I never add pictures to my posts. What the hell? That’s boring and something that needs to be changed.
- Too much cold medicine makes you do weird things.
So… here’s a picture of my husband trying to shove himself into a pet carrier.
Why, you ask? Because why the hell not.
The Shameful Sheep 