It’s hard to be hot when dealing with end-of-the-school-year preparations that rival the stress of Christmas, a school teacher spouse who has report cards to get out, a dog full of those sharp, sticky weeds, a gravely depressed teenager (pun intended. Oh, what a card am I!), the Big Guy ('nuff said) a looming-ever-faster (albeit self-imposed) book deadline, a malfunctioning thyroid gland resulting in an ever-slowing metabolism and major, ever-growing financial stress. It’s enough to send me to huddle in a dark corner whilst gibbering and biting my nails ‘til they bleed beneath a sign that reads:
Will emerge for chocolate (and a really good joke).
(Do you have one? I really good joke, I mean? Email me your (clean) jokes at write2me@heidiashworth.com. I’ll post my favorite with a link to your blog on Wednesday. Meanwhile, you can send the chocolate to:
Heidi Ashworth
Dark Corner Littered With Detritus Of Nails
One Joke Shy Of Madness.
And make it Costco Chocolate Cake, ‘kay?)