At least tomorrow is Thursday… which means the next day is Friday. That, and The Office is on tomorrow and I could definitely use a laugh. Even the pups are looking a bit lackluster.

Maggie, normally spastic to the end, is looking tired and contemplative. I think tonight I will cuddle with Lulu, make John give me a back rub, and eat some candy. I might not even crack a textbook. It looks like Lulu already understands the need for relaxation.

I think she’s got the right idea–just bury my head in a soft blankie and call it a day.