Ugh

What an awful day. The cats are going to be buried in the litter boxes and L will be drowned in the toilet shortly I do believe. As you may know I am crazy and in 4 short years will be a heroin addicted stripper. This entire week I have been one nerve away from chewing through my wrist and watching the blood drain out.

This morning L flipped a breaker. When I went to flip it back the lock was rusted shut. Melt down on both sides ensued. Luckily the one person I can always count on to never judge but simply show up and help came through and saved me by grinding the lock off. Bonus points for her because I was all crazy she figured she was cutting off a city lock to re-start my utilities. Even so she just showed up ready to roll. How awesome is that?

Now you may wonder what that has to do with the LDS Salt Lake Temple with Christmas lights picture. Or this one of  L on the carousel at the Phoenix Zoo:

Not a thing actually. But I like 'em. Fun fact, depression used to be diagnosed as "hatred turned inward" pretty apt don't you think?

Here are some fabulous shoes.  Question for you. We Mormons believe that everyone who has ever lived on the earth will be resurrected and have perfected bodies. Question is: will we have belly buttons?  Are they not just a scar from being born here on earth?

I should have uploaded pix from L's first concert. I could offer an explanation but I would consider it an excuse which is probably why I am 4 short years away from glorious heroin. I'll leave you with some pretty pix and  reminder that your belly button could disappear at any moment...