Within the first 25 days of this year, I have fallen sick approximately four times. Which is the total number of times I fell ill in 2007.
The only consolation I have is 31 pages of Kelly Pochette glories and the fervent wishing that either Wall St and/or Madison has one, just for me, when I get there.
Just because this picture always makes me want to cuddle up with this huge furball... (and also because I know mesunderstood will be stomping her feet in anticipation of birthday pics - I'm getting to it, I promise!)