I got nothin'.
I'm still cleaning up from my pity party. There was leftover cake. I also spent a lot of time staring at my shoes. If you are reading this blog for the first time, I realize this sounds strange. If you've read it before, I realize it still sounds strange. Who stares at their shoes all weekend? Or has a party where there is leftover cake?
I'll be back to normal soon. Normal might be too strong a word.
End of chat.