Whew, I'm dog tired.

We just got home from the circus and now we're lazing around waiting for Monica to get to work over that hot stove and fix us sumpin' to eat!

Just joking, except about lazing around. I'm slap wore out from the whole thing, particularly getting out of Atlanta. I thought I was following the street signs back to the Interstate, but instead wound up under the Georgia Dome and had to turn around. Imagine that!

There was a tremendous traffic jam in the Philips Arena parking lot, and someone behind us was leaning on their horn. I felt sorry for whoever they were honking at. Just be patient people!

Zachary was tremendously impressed with the circus; his favorite part was when "the tiger growled at the man!" He stuffed his face with popcorn and cotton candy, and now he's bouncing off the walls.

Now I'm tired and hungry. Monica, whar's dem vittles?