I blame this whole ordeal on having to watch The Red Balloon as a child - a uniquely disturbing rite of passage for children of the 70's. Thanks to this film, there is an entire generation of people out there who are very sensitive the to emotional well being of inflatables.
I'm wearing this today and, as an aside, taking pictures of yourself looks and feels ridiculous:
I cannot over emphasize the value of a good Pinterest board.
gratitude: hanging on the couch with the kids, a clean house, a successful attempt at poaching eggs, birds chirping outside
thanks and love.