Today was ridiculously hard to wake up. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. And not the ice cream truck because at least it might have been worth it if I had some ice cream to break my fall. Husband and I started working out again last night, after we took a week and a half off for Thanksgiving break. Ouch. My body is mad at me today. And now I’m craving ice cream.
This picture of Lucy and Ethel cracks me up. I absolutely know the feeling.