...and I've got the picture to prove it:
Yes, that's me on the homepage of Petsmart.com, feeding my favorite basset hound Sadie a treat. :)
So blogging is going to be light this week because I'm up to my eyeballs in work AND I'm in the final days of getting ready to throw my friends an engagement party this weekend ( I promise I'll take pictures - the theme is Pride and Prejudice and Zombies!) and life is still pelting me with both good and bad stuff, left and right. I'm beginning to feel like I'm in a batting cage with a hell of a lot of lemons. And an occasional Thin Mint Girl Scout cookie. Ooooh, cookies....
Before I jet off, quick story to illustrate how exhausted my brain is:
I finally got to hang out with one of my favorite girls ever on Sunday night, and as we're chatting she asks if I'd like something to drink? I say sure, what do you have, and she offers me the choice of orange juice or apple juice. I open my mouth to say "apple juice" and instead, through some random misfiring of my mind, or, I don't know, maybe the hamsters that run my frantic brain stopped to take a five minute breather, I instead blurt out "Burbank."
We both just stare at each other for a full minute in silence while I'm deciding whether to laugh or cry. She says, quite kindly, "I don't know what that means," and I play it cool. "I'll have apple juice instead," is what I say and try not to look judgmental, because, really, who doesn't have fresh squeezed Burbank sitting in their fridge?
I need a nap. And another Girl Scout cookie.