Killing time when I should be working

Clark is always filled with random questions. They usually sound something like "If you were to live in a TV show, which one would you choose?" Typically these lead to fantastical discussions which give us a nice break in the day. Yesterday his question was "If you could eat anything for breakfast everyday and not worry about your weight, what would it be?" My answer of course was doughnuts.

This morning I woke up to my dream breakfast. Mind you, I have been craving doughnuts for months now, and on top of that, I have been feeling pretty down this week. Not to say that doughnuts are a cure all, but this morning they sure helped put a smile on my face. Even doughnuts can be a significant act of love. (Don't worry, I will not eat them all in one sitting :)

So yeah... Clark and I have become "those people". You know, the ones who dress up their dog and pretend it's their child. Evidence A, Hugo's new cowboy outfit. He's the sheriff 'round these parts.