I tried to take my walk this morning. I got about a third of the way through it and said, "Nah," turned around and came home. It's just stupid hot and it never did rain last night, just those few teasing drops and it's steamy and I'm wishing with all of my heart I could go away, get away, be away but frankly, I'd have to take me with me and what good would that do?
Plug-ugly. That's how I feel today. Like a big old fat horse, worn down to the no-good, the useless. And needless to say, NOT attractive.
Maybe they could make glue out of my hooves.
That's all I've got. Move along. Nothing happening here.