Sadly, that's not reality. Reality is more like this:
Pretty scary, isn't it? You know what's even scarier? I'm going outside to smoke when i'm done with this. And i'll just put a hoodie over all of this awesome and stand on my front porch.
*The Camp Rock blanket was my daughter's, not mine
*"My squishy" refers to a pillow I hold when I sleep. I have squished it into a ball over time.
*The pulled pork was from my Aunt and it was delicious.