Friday, March 4, 2011

Some days go like this. . . .

My migraines usually have the decency to hit while I'm at home in the morning. I cancel my plans and go back to bed.

I've been somewhat functional this afternoon, so I took out my frustrations on a piece of junk mail that I'd covered with Golden Fiber Paste. Viva la Sharpie noir!

Migrane journal page

1 comment:

Cotton Picker said...

Oh, dear. I think I know that feeling. :(