Today is my 5th wedding anniversary. We are planning a cozy night in, cause we are poor. Maybe some nookie, one never knows.
I don’t usually show personal photo’s here, but today I will make an exception.
Love you, T-Bone.
As you can see, there is no way for me to crop out my chin.
My doctor, bless her heart, called me in a prescription for 14 Xanax, with instructions to get my ass to a shrink straight away. It’s time for a readjustment to my antidepressants. I have been on Celexa for almost 3 years now. So, I suppose she is right.
Throwing shit is probably a good indication, huh?
So anyways, yay for Xanax.
No, I haven’t taken one yet. This post would be much longer if I had.