Something beautiful is on the horizon.

Normally, on Friday nights the British Hubby and I celebrate the end of the work week. This week it felt more like I survived the work week. Late Wednesday night, I started to get flu like symptoms. The British Hubby suspects I ate something I shouldn’t from the fridge. Regardless I’ve spent a good portion of the past few days sleeping as my digestive track gets back to normal.

I’m celebrating life this weekend with some Ginger Brews and soaking a few almost finished projects. I might have one or two finished wips soon. And one can never go wrong with sleeping photos of Ernie. He’s found a new favorite sleep spot. Just 15 days and 14 hours until Ernie gets radioactive.