I feel like a six year old. Today I'm going stitching, and you would have thought that I was going to Disneyworld to meet Jeffrey Dean Morgan for waffles.
I love waffles. Almost as much as I love Jeffrey Dean Morgan.
Do you suppose that I will be able to just keep my crazy on the inside today and not make a complete boob of myself by chattering like a circus monkey and breaking out into song like some kind of TeeVee nut job that lives multiple crazy lives in her head but that is actually just a mild-mannered spinster by day?
Why can't I just be normal?
Naaaah. That would be too easy. And God knows I'm all about the non easy these days.
Well, kids, after a long hard week of not feeling well and fretting over almost everything, methinks a few hours with my stitchy friends is just what my pitiful self needs. My bag is packed, my shoes are shined and the sedatives should kick in any minute now.
Here's hoping that your Saturday is off to a wonderful start. Do something fabulous and tell us all about it!