Every year around this time, I swear I get so stressed dealing with all of the responsibilities that come with this Goddamn holiday. It seems like every minute details falls on my lap. What’s that saying? “if you want something done right, do it yourself”. That about sums it up for me … seems like I can’t rely on anyfuckingbody to help and pick up a bit of the slack. OK, enough crybabying!! Hey, when it’s finally all done, I can put my dogs up and relax!!