Quote: ~Welcome to my bar, pull up a stool and have a few shots. I am the mother of a beautiful, yet challenging son with autism. And yes, I'm a witch.
Yes, I am definitly sick. My nose is stuffy/runny. It feels like I've got shards of glass in my stomach. I'm tired, why am I up? Pudd'n won't fall asleep yet. I can't wait to crawl into bed.