Happy Sunday

Hey y'all,

Prepare for pure silliness. It's one of THOSE days.

Like Camelot, this is a silly place.

Sundays are pretty sweet, ain't gonna lie to you. But you know what sucks hind end? After Sunday, comes the unpleasant Monday.

Bite me.

I can't even tell you why I hate Mondays so much. I don't even work Mondays, guys. I say this not to brag. I work Friday and Saturday nights instead. Fair trade... maybe?

But, I digress. In an effort to quell any upcoming attacks of Mondayitis, I decided to dedicate this post to wonderful things (instead of my boring fascinating soliloquies on editing). And if I've learned anything over on my WhyIsMyWritingCrying tumblr, nothing is quite as amazing as pictures of attractive British men. I mean seriously, add a dash of Tom Hiddleston and suddenly you are Miss Popularity. God bless you, Tom.

What makes a blog popular?

So here is a compliment for all of you. Come on guys, look in the mirror. You know it's true. 

Right back, atcha!

Still not cheered right up? Ok, ok. Don't worry, I have your back.

She's shocked at what a hottie you are.

Really? You're still upset? Wow. This calls for the big guns. I mean... seriously. Brace yourself.

Brace. Your. Self.

Hot British man AND cookies.

 Although like Cookie Monster, I have a hard time determining which one of the above I would rather have more.(P.s. The internet really let me down. I could not find a picture of Tom Hiddleston and an adorable kitten. Tom Hiddleston AS an adorable kitten, yes. But the former, negative. Bad form, internet, bad form indeed).

Oh come off it, guys! I told you this was silly. Not even a smile. Not one CHUCKLE!!

Ok fine, this is my last ditch effort. To make you smile. To brighten your day. Honestly, I'm just doing a public service here. Completely out of the goodness of my own heart. Because I care. About you. And cookies.

Me when I wake up Monday morning?

Seriously y'all, I love ya. Have a most happy today (and do your best tomorrow, it'll be over soon).