I'm running on fumes. I finally decided to eat dinner, I'm exhausted from today (just tiring, and the extra-long and very boring sermon didn't help matters, nor did my cousin's birthday party or her ultrasonic squeal that makes ears bleed and heads explode), achy from shoveling, cold, and wanting nothing more than to curl up with Mabel and sleeeeeeeep.
Which I plan to do just that shortly.