Chocolate Martini Therapy

Wednesday was less than stellar for a good part of the day. I felt like this. Grumpy, pouty, irritable girl..the vision of a protruding lower lip alive in my head and a dour look jogging around a sullen heart. I woke up with Grumpy Glenda creeping into the senses and I attributed it to hormones and the cold weather. I wanted to stay in a warm bed, but the many piles of paper on a desk at the office beckoned.Read more