"Johhny Cash was the perfect blend of Saturday night and Sunday morning..."--somebody on NPR
While I was in a TV-less and internet-less void last week, Johnny Cash and John Ritter died. Sad. But still not as sad as when I was all post-partum-y and I cried and cried when George Harrison died. They kept playing "Here Comes the Sun" and I just kept crying. Ah, hormones.
Feeling better today. Gotta love the unisom and vitamin B6 cocktail!