Oh, the humanity...
Slogging with less than usual enthusiasm through my Labor Day get-organized-for-school routine.
More about the minor disasters of the week-end when I feel re-energized. In a few days, it may well be funny.

For now, I'm bracing myself for Tuesday's colonoscopy. I know there are worse things that I could obsess about, but this just feels like the frosting on the virtual cake.
(It's funny how badly you crave red drinks and Jell-o when they are forbidden.)

I'll quit the kvetching for now. I want to offer up my petty irritations and discomforts for a dear friend who is having surgery at the same time as my scopage. And I'm looking forward to the end of my sister's nagging...

PS - I didn't set out to do this on purpose, but I found that watching "Braveheart" made me feel a lot better. Makes me look like a wimp by comparison!