Weezy...if it's any consolation, I have had more days like this recently than I care to remember. I can definitely empathize. Right about the time I'm ready to give up, my new baby girl usually kicks me square in the head with one of those deadly-cute smiles and I remember why I do what I do. If that doesn't do the trick, my two older kids will bestow upon me some piece of idealistic, no-nonsense wisdom that only children of 8 and 9 are capable of, and I fall back in line. They're good that way. And when nothing else seems to work, I just watch the clip from SNL where Wil Ferrell is playing the cowbell in that VH1 behind the music spoof. That is SERIOUSLY funny, and better than crack (in most cases). Hang in there. You always have your legions of creepy fans on your side, waiting to cheer you up with our banal comments!