Did I mention that we got to see the Cardinals win the World Series last fall?
That was good.
On days like today, when I’m so sick that the thought of entering the grocery store is enough to make me weep, I like to keep this memory close. And then I knock off the bottle of tomato juice next to the accursed cranberry juice that I need and it breaks all over the grocery store linoleum.
What the hell, Tuesday?