Gosh and Golly

Gosh, I thought
Gosh and Golly, I said as I stumbled from the computer to the kitchen with an empty glass in my hand.
This is not my best afternoon, I thought, what with Priscilla and The Brown One returning from a trip to the woods all covered in dried blood.
What to do, what to do ?
Well, first check and see if the blood is theirs and if not, clean it up. And if it is, clean it up anyway.Then take some deep breaths, relax, and open a new box of cheap wine.
Which I did.
Now after a few glasses of wine I can cope a little better, sending my thoughts and anxieties into cyberspace where they will wither and die from lack of attention.
But I got it out of my system.
That must count for something.
Now back to that newly opened box of cheap wine.