"How do you not hide in the closet with your head between your knees?"
This will be a short installment. I have a hot date with a pretty awesome guy I met 20 or so years ago. We agreed to shoo the kids off to bed early, then cuddle in front of some serious quality television: World's Dumbest __________ on TruTV. Doesn't really matter what's in the blank, it works for us. If you haven't laughed till your stomach hurts with your true love lately, make it happen.
But I do want to say something here, first. Some of you resonated with my thoughts on thoughts. That's good. Unless it's bad.
If you're beating yourself up, feeling guilty or depressed after reading what I wrote, I have two words for you.
And already know what they are.
All together now!