But I can't seem to recall enough to blog about. I'm sure someone, somewhere, annoyed me and I consciously thought, "I'm totally going to make fun of you in a public sphere that you'll never know about." But I can't remember.
What I do know is that the holiday shirt continues. Today, red with a sparkly sequin encrusted snow flake.
Maybe I was mesmerized that the tragedy continues? Maybe my weekend was lame? One can never be sure.