No alcohol, insert pizza.

So it's Wednesday. Only a few things to report.

We're trying this new thing called "leave the dogs free to roam when we leave the house". It's day 3, and Holly chewed up my copy of Catching Fire. At least she chose a good book?

Id' normally be mad, but today I have bigger fish to fry. Like the fact that I am on antibiotics for the week that prohibit alcohol. It's been trying times around these parts.

Since I cannot indulge in a drink or three, not to mention my uterus is currently ravaging my body, all I want to do is EAT. I'm literally fantasizing about all the different delivery options that are at my fingertips.

At least I have boobs. Poor Janelle. If you watched Teen Mom 2 this week, you know what I'm talking about. That girl needs help. Don't even get me started on Kee-fah. Freaking idiot.

Hopefully next time I blog, I'll have regained my ability to write about something interesting. And my sanity.