Monday Manic? Not Here.

Eh I wasn't going to say a thing today and then Martha Stewart's damn dog up and died in a a propane explosion. Sheesh-ya think he'd know better than playing around. Probably was trying to do some craft on it and... BOOM! No. Seriously, that is awful. Martha may/not be alot of things but animal lover she is. I have to close for now, I have not felt good all day and radio (for radiation) brain is making this way to difficult right now. Later Peeps. I'm out. By the way, I've got pics to post later this week.