But it's Friday and the excitement of two days off lays (lies, does lay?) in front of me. I wish I could hang with Hattie.......
But I can't.
I should rip the weeds out of the front garden and plant some flowers or empty everything out of my refrigerator and try and figure out why there is an inch of ice on the bottom shelf.
But more than likely I will hang with this guy and do absolutely nothing. Why you say? Because it's fabulous freakin Friday and I can.