You ever get so tired, so exhausted, that your head goes beyond headache and feels all scrunchy, like there’s a giant clip in the back pulling all the skin away from your temples?
That’s kind of how I feel right now.
We spent the day over at Tamar and Dan’s, letting Fia and Damian play like crazy and just generally chilling. But hanging out with little kids for a full day has got to be the most tiring activity I know of.
I’ll post tomorrow.
This is totally off-topic, but I suspect that Diane will enjoy this column about the pony-tailed lama (‘Alas, the fickle public lost their appetite for action movies and flying body parts. And Seagal lost his edge. He’s 51 and bulging everywhere except the wallet.’).