You know those afternoons where you're a little cranky because you're pregnant and achy, a little cranky because you're sick, and a lot of cranky because your hungry?
Well, today I'm thankful for good solid cries, a warm bed, and my husband. My husband who, despite the fact that he cannot fathom why I'm crying, still hugs me tight and lets me know all is well!
Oh Honey! It's the hormones. Just get it out. A good cry never hurt anyone.
ReplyDeleteI'm making that casserole with the tortilla strips, chicken, onions and cream soup tomorrow. Want to come over for dinner?