Seriously, I'm having a rough week. It's still January - will this month ever end? Had a fight with my boss (and cried in his office - hate doing that). Have no money because I caught up on all my Christmas bills and first-of-the-year taxes. P.M.S. (see zits in above self-portrait) Last night I decided to turn things around, so I made giant, triple-chocolate cupcakes, just because. And we ate them for dinner. All of us - including the dog. Needless to say, the little guy was bouncing off the walls at bedtime, but we were all in much better spirits. This morning I was all pouty and weepy and Mike just hugged me and said, "if I was your boss, I'd give you the biggest raise I could." That lifted my spirits - almost as much as the chocolate. Almost. "When life gives you PMS, make giant, triple-chocolate cupcakes. For dinner."
My blog is all about how I juggle life, work, family and still get a little time to express my creativity and decorate my house. Here, I celebrate the south, my love of photography, the Tarheels and my Christian faith.