I am the boss of me when I’m not at work.
So I’m sending myself and my pitiful little dog to bed. Her feelings hurt and my head does.
We’re both thankful this day is over and nobody stands between us and putting it behind us.
I am the boss of me when I’m not at work.
So I’m sending myself and my pitiful little dog to bed. Her feelings hurt and my head does.
We’re both thankful this day is over and nobody stands between us and putting it behind us.
Poor Tina Turner. Did she at least get the good drugs?
I think the ones she got for surgery were pretty decent, but the ones I brought home are just anti-inflammatories, I think. She still won’t let me see her teeth.