Or, if your ancestors weren't Vikings, what is it about Thursday?
It seems to be becoming a trend that every Thursday absolute mayhem descends at work. And so it was on this Thor's Day. I won't go into all the gory details. Let's just say, it wasn't pretty.
Unlike Thor, who is.
But I made it through the day with the majority of my hair intact, and finally made it out to the pond to drown a few crickets.
That's about all I did, too, was drown crickets. I'm convinced there is a monster in that pond-- one who is very adept at removing crickets from fish hooks without getting caught. He can disguise himself as a little bluish-silver fish.
Then I came home and made some chicken and dumplins. They were so good, I had a second helping for dessert.
They were so good, they almost made up for all the mayhem I had to deal with at work.
Almost.
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