Why do you still like me when I'm so ill-tempered?
Since I've been a snarky girl for a couple of weeks now (I'll make no excuses, though you probably should know I was sick...and overworked...and my neck hurt...) I'm going here this weekend for a little R & R. No golf, just shopping. No beach, just sleeping.
I won't promise sunshine and pink Twinkies, but do expect improvement in my bad attitude when I return. And if it's only because I got the bargain on new J.Crew or Ralph Lauren, well, do you really care why?