i feel pithy
I would love to share some more photos of our northern adventure, but my head is not working.
I felt perfectly fine when I woke up.
I felt really fine after my coffee date with my friend, Ceesa.
I felt so fine I came home, loaded the kids up in the car for a trip to Trader Joe's.
Somewhere between the chocolate covered blueberries and the peanut butter filled pretzel nuggets my head started to hurt.
I wanted to go home to get out of the blasted heat and humidity, but I had promised my three lovely kiddos a quick side-trip to Lemon Tree.
Halfway through my Hawaiian Pineapple (topped with granola) I began day-dreaming of frogs.
Specifically, the act of pithing a frog
Really? Did you just click on that link and think you would find a YouTube video of a person pithing a frog? Wow. You must think I am cRaZy. But, if you DID click on the link . . . . . wasn't it funny?!
Why was I thinking about such a strange thing?
I visualized the needle going into MY head and relieving the enormous pressure that had suddenly vice-gripped my skull.
Yeah, good times.
So I had to settle for coming home, laying down for a bit and hoping the Tylenol would relieve some of the pressure.
And THAT is why I will not be sharing vacation photos today.