Hard at work. Again.

Despite my continued mood of yuck, this never, ever, EVER fails to make me at least smile!

Holy cow, this poor dog!

Oh, and by the way? I'm divorced, not dead.

I have one thing to say for today.

I got divorced. It doesn't mean I have some incurable disease and that you have to tell me "Well, you sure look good!" when you see me.

This is why I hide. This is why I don't want to go out and see people...they act like it's some miracle of nature that I am still surviving and that I still exist.

It was totally hideous when I saw some people last weekend and I felt utterly uncomfortable and weird.

Holidays, schmolidays. I cannot wait until 2013 and I can just say goodbye to 2012. It has been a most unkind year.

Ok. Now that I've got you totally depressed, here is a little holiday something-something that I thought was pretty neat:

Click here to see your house with gentle snow falling in front of it!