Read this in a very fast and furious tone:
You know when you are super duper happy, ecstatic, giddy, joyful etc….and then someone comes along and takes a big fat needle and tries to insert it into your happy, ecstatic, giddy, joyful bubble?
And at once, your super duper happy, ecstatic, giddy, joyful bubble starts to deflate and then you remember HEY WAIT, IT”S MY FREAKIN’ BUBBLE and YOU can’t BURST IT!!
So, you proceed to take the biggest shank from your arsenal and you take down the bubble popping culprit. With glee. And joy. And giddyness. And ecstaticness. And all that other stuff.
The shanking part only happened in my head, but it still felt good.
Anyhoo…I got that off my chest.
So much for wordless Wednesday. I was never good at that quiet type of stuff.
This photo has nothing to do with what was on my chest.
This photo will be reenacted next week when he has to leave again. Minus her smile.