Yeah, it's been a brutal weekend. Went out to dinner with the wife on Thursday and paid an extremely heavy price for it on Friday (can you say in your best Fred Rogers voice, high blood sugars boys and girls?). Sort of recovered by Saturday morning but again paid another heavy price due to the fact that I went to a b'day party at my brother's house in Thomaston (about an eighty mile/two hour round trip drive) and ate late and heavy.
So Sunday is being spent as a lethargic drooling Homer Simpson type of clone, dreaming of cooler days and a full head of hair.
While I can't bring back the full head of hair unless I use spray on hair, I can bring back those cooler days. Specifically, those cool brutal days of winter, with part four of Now That's Winter!