And it fucking snowed the day I came home.
And I left my Pomegranate Rock Star in my baby's fridge.
And my mother fiddled with my DVR and now it's acting funny.
Life is fabulous when you're not on vacation, right?
Oh well. It's March. And I finished my taxes last night, so hopefully my refund won't take a million years to get deposited. Then, when I go to my girl Tiffany's pre-bachelorette party in April, I can do some extra shopping. Yay.