I’ve been meaning to sit down and write a deep, heartfelt poem about these past few months…and this is all I’ve got.
But, it made me chuckle (my husband too, which says a lot), want nachos and beer (aka my late-night cravings these days), and finally, cave in and buy some tie-dye sweats. Oops.
Cheers to sweats, and all the support they provide. Especially since bras are just in the drawer gathering dust.