Okay– tomorrow, I swear.
I will do Kermit Flail tomorrow. I’m getting close to better–fever’s down a little, and I actually managed to run an errand and cook dinner without completely disintegrating. I needed a nap, but I didn’t disintegrate.
So, for today’s blog, two things.
A. The results of the errand:
Were frickin’ adorable!
B. The actual reason there’s no Kermit Flail tonight. Hey, we’re a full disclosure blog here, folks–I hide nothing. But in this case, I’m going to let Dennis Leary do the talking:
And for the record? I weenied out and went for cherry flavor, because the green-death flavor scares me.
