Going a little crazy…

Wait… I’m already crazy.

I have a lot of stuff to do.  It’s sort of the usual holiday season times twenty.

Baking.  Cards.  Wine.  Edits.  Proofing.  A very special ARC to review.  A blog tour thingy.  My dad.  My kids.  Hubby’s birthday 12/12/12 – good fortune or the approaching end of the world according to the Mayan calendar? Rainageddon is coming – so my planned drive back up to Oregon will have to wait until I’ve turned into a real masochist like Anastasia Steele, cuz maybe then I’ll be all hot for flying trees and flipping semi-trucks.

So my Nazi aesthetician was scraping my skin off today (damn, maybe I am Anastasia Steele!) – she plays music while she’s torturing me – and this song came on.  My brain did a double take.  It wasn’t the kind of soothing song one expects to accompany a skin-scraping.  Bad idea to laugh when your epidermis is being removed~