I had a nice enough weekend but it ended too fast.  There was food I shouldn't eat (chic fil-a), an evening out at a comedy show, a graduation party, and some quality time together.  As a result, the girls took their first (and second) ride in the new vehicle.  It feels like a complete destruction of it when the first tainting of fur and slobber occurs.

I'm in a mood at the moment. I know I'm taking innocent comments to imply things they weren't intended to.  I know that those thoughts are spiraling into other emotions of inferiority and doom.  It's just unbelievable how hard it is to shake a bad mood sometimes, even if you know it is all in your head.