hangover cure.

Let's spend 45 minutes Skyping with my only favorite nephew.  He's 9 days shy of a birthday.  And his first haircut (thank goodness, it's looking a little Billy Ray Cyrus on the backside and needs some attention - we don't want to portray the redneck parts of Oregon, do we?).


And what's also awesome about today?  Mr. Wookie brought me a home a smoothie.  Love.  And he made me nachos.  Double love.  The smoothie introduced vitamins and minerals into this starved body.  And the nachos were the necessary grease.  Good thing Hail and Bails aren't often.