Brain fart. Brain freeze. Whatever you call what is happening with my mind this week, I blame it on the time change. And the boys. Yep. People have kids so you always have somebody to blame for why you are so crabby ooorrrr maybe for a funky smell in the room. Hm, wait, Weezer is the one that catches the blame for that most often.
Yeah, so, this week. Ugh!
If ever there was a time for the phrase, “I can’t even.” It is this week. [Read more…]