Those Weeks When Nothing Goes Right

Those Weeks When Nothing Goes Right

It’s 10pm on a Thursday night.  I just reached for a cold, 5-day old pancake that was in our fridge.  And proceeded to eat it.  (If you know me, it just isn’t my M.O. to eat weird foods at weird hours.)  It’s been one of THOSE weeks.  You know the kind.  Where you...