You have been desperately awaiting word on the status of my broken finger and splinted hand. I know this to be true. It took me five minutes to type everything up to this point. Due to this fact, this may be the shortest post in this blog’s history. Like, crazy short. You know your girl…
I broke my finger last week. I was helping out the Soldier, trying to be all “loving” and, as a result, I’m now crippled. Puffed Potato Pancakes were the last thing I made as a whole being. I remember it like it was yesterday. Now I’m here all gimpy, and whatnot; and I’m miserable, friend….
‘Tis the start of a new year. I’ve already written “2016” when ending my date…four times…it’s only 10AM. I made zero resolutions this time around because I am the type of girl who starts a journal and writes in it for all of three days before getting bored; resolutions aren’t my thang. I’m pining today….