This doesn't happen often, but I treated yesterday more like a "Dear Diary" post than a normal Rhonda-style post. I managed to hurt my husband and scare my mom, not to mention what my wonderful blog friend's thought of it.
So, today, Laughing Happy Smiling Rhonda broke through to send a message to crabby, tired, irritable Rhonda.
She says cut out the pity party and get on with the real stuff already! And then she made this face....
This is a picture of Laughing Happy Smiling Rhonda when she was, hmmmm, I don't know. Young.
Yeah. I get the message. Loud and clear.
It's quite possible my next post will be about something good. Like the time I overmedicated my husband. Won't that be exciting??