I sit here, trying to remember even one of the things that happened today that made me think: “Oh, that would make a good slice.” Can’t call up even one of them. Can’t. Can’t think beyond toothbrush, floss,bed. Everything else has gone on automatic shut-down. This long week of not-enough-sleep has finally come to a close, and it’s time for me to curl up with the boys and add my snores to their purrs.
Check out what the (awake) slicers are up to at Stacey and Ruth’s!