it's only sunday.

sticky bee sez:

hey there, hot pants.

sounds like someone has a case of the mondays. geez.

wish we could go for brunch together today at the manx and someone would send us over a free plate of bacon. remember how thrilled we were? it was like we'd won the lottery. free, unexpected piles of bacon.

i miss you. i wish we could have a few days in o-town. drive out to wakefield with the pups.

love you!
sticky