Today has been one of those days that gives you the sensation you just lost your footing on a treadmill going way too fast. You know the kind? When you can't move quite fast enough, no matter how you flail your arms or make ridiculous faces? I usually look something like this:
It seems like several kind folks that I know have had a day like this, too. So here is my new, very favorite joke. I giggle every single time.
So, if your Tuesday was anything as crazy as mine, have a laugh and a grilled cheese. My night certainly has turned around since I did.