It's been officially a week since his pain began for my guy. It breaks my heart! The doctors don't really know what it is, but they're pretty sure it's NOT his appendix.
Now Grandy has a horrible cold, no voice, and it ready to throw.in.the.towel. I'm pretty sure the fact that I have had to spend so much time in hospitals lately has NOT helped.
I'm tired, cranky, and I think I did something wrong with trying to add SezWho to my site. I hope no one has any trouble with my site today, although I think I am having trouble with it.
In the spirit of trying to think happy thoughts, and knowing I can't eat anything sweet... I decided this would be a fun blogthings to play. I don't want my readers to feel my cranky vibes, so let's look at something sweet.
You Are a Brownie
Decadent and intense, you aren't for the weakhearted.
Those who can deal with your strong flavor find out how sweet you really are.
It just so happens that this, served warm with ice cream, is my all time favorite dessert. I can't eat it now, it will make me sick, but it's nice to know that I somehow resemble a brownie.
So...tell me...what kind of dessert are you?