I think I'm going to rename my blog, God Save the Queen. That's me the Queen.
Because I need all the help I can get really. I just leaned back in my office chair and completely toppled over. Yes, I also can't stop laughing about it, and said to myself, "God save the Queen". I completely blame it on the Benadryl and the 1 jillion milligrams of vitamin C I'm taking, because those little nephews of mine got me sick. I am willing myself to get better. But if I get strep throat, I WILL NOT be getting them what they want for Christmas. Totally kidding, I will, I'm not a good patient, I don't like being sick, as you can see...very crabby. I brought it upon myself with all the hugging and kissing I forced on them.
I think the save the Queen reference is stuck in my brain because I just watched The King's Speech, which was EXCELLENT! But basically anything with Colin Firth is excellent, and it's nice to see that he is spreading his wings as an actor and not actually in something where he is a character named, Mr. Darcy. Although, he's a great Mr. Darcy, no matter what time period.
So that's pretty much it, I'm going to go back to bed now. Someone should take this blog away from me. Everything's fuzzy, and it's getting dark.
God save the Queen!