because i’m trying to NOT complain so much (yes, i realize yesterday was about as whiny as it gets) i’m not going to write about the 9pm puke I discovered my daughter in. or the fact that my husband is still sick. or that i slept on the fuckin’ couch last night (badly. very badly). or that i missed Heroes because i was cleaning up said puke.
no. no, ma’am. today we are happy. happy, happy, happy, happy.
i’m happy that i have more fashion sense than this lady over here….
and that i didn’t get a nose job only to have my new nose look EXACTLY the same as my old one:
can you tell the difference? neither can i.