First, a pat of butter fell in my coffee...

...then the claims adjuster showed up as I was trying to get out the door to work cafeteria. Then the roofing guy didn't show up in time to meet with the insurance guy about our roof. Then I ate food not on my food plan because I was tired and didn't want peanuts(literally) for lunch. Next, I called to find out we missed my boys therapy appointment yesterday because we lost the appointment card and they are charging us $78. Then my husband was over an hour late leaving from work. Next I have to scramble to find something for the kids to eat for dinner because our night has been thrown off. After that, the roofer called that he is coming over and Mr. Thorn is not home from work yet(yikes). Needless to say, my brain hurts and I'm on pot #2 of French Roast coffee for the day(is it obvious by my staccato typing/train of thought?). I am supposed to go out with friends tonight and I think I am too wired to sit still that long. I may need a wine. I'm just sayin'...

Kack. A form of "Where's Waldo?"

Archbishop Daniel Pilarczyk at Saint Anthony's Church in Madisonville as the parish celebrates its 150th anniversary.

As a busy week of last minute orders for the upcoming holiday winds down, I find some local stuff that made my hair stand on end. It's more like the Highlight's Magazine for children where you circle the hidden pictures. How many abuses can you spot in the tiny photo?

(For the record, there is no way to hide undergarments under a white leotard. TMI.)
H/T to Ten Reasons