barf

Friday. Finally here. It's been a long....week. Filling out forms...printer paperjams...fending off phone calls. Wasted shoulders due to pull sets from hell and particularly hard yoga poses. And of course....Friday Traffic. My only thought....during the drive home...was how good that ibuprofen cocktail...closely followed with a cabernet chaser...was going to feel.

All of this was easily eclipsed by the following conversation.....

How was your day...buddy?

It was good. Emma threw up. I laughed. It was so cool...

That's my boy.