OK, so the BIG DAY is only 5 days away and there is not one single solitary cookie in this house. This afternoon, I will venture out to get some flour so we can bake a batch of damn Christmas cookies.
I also still have one gift to buy. Damn again.
And I'm shredded. Because like a dumb-ass I was up until 4:30 this morning on my living room floor with a journal. Will it become a novel? It better become a fucking novel!
Anyway, peace to all this Thursday afternoon. I need to hit the trail (or the bottle perhaps)...