Big N, Little Y, Big F--ing Q...

Okay-- tomorrow, I swear.

I will do Kermit Flail tomorrow. I'm getting close to better--fever's down a little, and I actually managed to run an errand and cook dinner without completely disintegrating. I needed a nap, but I didn't disintegrate.

So, for today's blog, two things.

A. The results of the errand:













Were frickin' adorable!





B. The actual reason there's no Kermit  Flail tonight. Hey, we're a full disclosure blog here, folks--I hide nothing. But in this case, I'm going to let Dennis Leary do the talking:



And for the record? I weenied out and went for cherry flavor, because the green-death flavor scares me.