Today feels so much like a Sunday. I wish it was Sunday. I'm willing it to be Sunday. But it's not. Which means that I have yet another day to kill of this interminable winter break. The toys have all been played with, and some are already broken.
I suppose that Audrey and I could do some crafts. God, I hate crafts. Always have. When I was growing up, I could never do anything as good as my older sisters. I would get so mad and stomp off because who wants to do stupid crafts anyway. It's taken me several decades, but I've finally found someone that I can out-craft.
|My Shrinky Dinks|
|Audrey's Shrinky Dinks|
HA! She sucks.