My house is a mess, my hair is a rat's nest, my children are scruffy, my husband is nerdy, my teenager is sleeping, still, and my legs are shockingly hairy. But, today, I'm happy.
I dunno why. It's one of those singularly strange occurrences of life--chaos reigns down, winter's approaching, the dishwasher leaves crusty brown grunge in the mugs, yet in the midst of it all, a small sliver of peace.
I'm happy to take it. This definitely calls for cake.
Cake rocks!
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