Low Pressure = High Pressure

Everyone else belly aches about the rain and "wintry mix" because it's a pain. They don't know the half of it... C-man needs a haircut today. Afterwards, we'll go to Trader Joe's. Not just because skipping church to go to TJ's to get an orange balloon has become our Sunday ritual (my body CANNOT sit rigid in a pew for an hour... sorry, God, but you made me this way), but because C-man wants his TJ's yogurt. And secretly, I really enjoy buying healthy food. Just don't tell anyone, it'll ruin my junk-food image. The World Beer Cup is this week. Let's pray that this low pressure moves on so I can get C-man in and out of the bathtub on my own.