Y’all, I have but two things to do tonight:
1. The dishes (as always)
2. Clean up the widows and orphans in this play and send it off to the contest director. [HOLY SHIT!!!!] But I’m nervous and really want to run around the house going ‘aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii’ instead.
Okay, I’m going to post this and I will not get back on the internet until I can cross both of those things off.
Tiny Cat Pants 
YOU’RE an idiot? I read the first few words of the second item and thought to myself, When did B start working in a combination orphanage/widow house?And I’m an effing print designer. Shameful.
Terrific!