If you are not feeling quite your alertest this Wednesday, slunts (is it allergies? what?), here is what wakes me up and I thought it might help you too: close contact with my ever-amusing co-worker Bryan, with whom I spend more time than my own offspring. He is awesome. How are you?
PS When I am nodding out as I was in the office yesterday (allergies? the flu that Emily, my eldest, has been stricken with?), I presume people think I'm on drugs. Just as I always think I have a gun accidentally in my carry-on when I go through airport security. Guilty conscience? Is that it? Can you relate?
PPS Or just use this space to talk amongst yourselves, as you so nicely do. Xox!