Last night was rough. I've been teetering on a political breakdown...and it finally happened around midnight. Reading and watching coverage of the President's address and the special session going on in Austin, I found myself under my desk in the fetal position weeping uncontrollably. Well, maybe not literally, but you get the point.
As noted by both Alison and Okie, today was a new day full of sunshine and low humidity. I was determined to snap out of my "pissed at the world" mood. I was pretty busy all day trying to meet a deadline, so that helped take my mind of things. Sometime after lunch, I had one of those light bulb moments...an idea. A way to encapsulate my frustration in a way that makes me laugh instead of crying. I hope y'all find it as funny as I do.
Reading around the blog world, I've found that people like to do themed posts on a weekly basis. I've come up with one of my very own. I won't share the idea just yet. I still need to do some reconnaissance work tomorrow for the first post in the new series. Stay tuned. I should have it ready for unveiling Thursday evening.
I let the blonde bomb shells in on the news when I got home. They can hardly wait!