Tom didn’t even get to meet the main boss today. He just saw his Ferrari SUV.

After depriving myself of this and that just to lose 2 pounds that came right back, it was nice to indulge in the goodies he picked up on the way home from work. Roasted chicken wings, fried chicken legs, mac & cheese, a Milky Way bar, Muddy Buddies, and later… popcorn.

Last night I dreamed I was walking around with my T-shirt on inside out, and then somebody stupidly let their baby who could barely walk stand on the edge of a table in a restaurant. A part of me hoped it would fall off and teach the parents a lesson in stupidity.