More Red Velvet Cake last night while trying not to pay attention to the game. The Eagles were doing very well while I was making dinner, getting situated, etc., but the moment I started watching they started losing. Figuring I was the cause of it all, I hid behind my project until they pulled it together and won the game.
You're welcome, Philadelphia. You're welcome.
My Jersey Boy was very very happy and is convinced that the outcome last night is a harbinger of more good things to come this year. His mantra has been "This is our year, Con", so I hope he's right.
Buzzy, Beepy, and Cousin Midge are visiting as I type this, so here's hoping that they all get along well today and that the session runs smoothly. I'm going to catch up on some Flosstube and bad TeeVee for a bit and probably catch a snooze if I'm able. We're pulling a lot of fluid today, so the main thing is that I don't want to crash.
That's it for me on a cold but sunny Monday, Dearies. I hope yours is swell and that you'll come tell me all about it!