We're all still here, chugging right along. And by chugging, I mean snacking. Yep, more mini muffins. What can I say? Stress makes me bake. Also, if you give a dog a cheeseburger, they'll be your best friend.
And what would death be without new life? Downright shitty, that's what. And although I just can't in good conscience compare a dog to a baby, a very very very good friend just announced her pregnancy and that makes life a lot better for me these days. She's one of those people who simply should have children, and there is one lucky fetus inside her belly right now. Damn lucky.