Comfort Food

Am I the only one who has massive amounts of coffee on rainy, dreary days? I am all jogged-up on caffeine, yet still feel as if my legs are made of lead. I've come to the conclusion that:
a) Yes, I am a very capable and educated woman,
b) My children are more important than food or water or chocolate or even coffee...yet,
c) I need Jon.
On one hand it makes me feel like I am needy, yet on the other hand it makes me feel all girly and sweet.
I made bread pudding, the ultimate comfort food.
I went to the post office and mailed nine packages.
I went to the libray and realized that I left all of my movies at the post office on the counter.
The post office was closing.
I got my movies back.
We went back to the library.
We owed too much in fines to check out movies.
I borrowed one of the boys cards to check out books.
Jon's picture is on a WANTED poster on the library for overdue fines.
I miss my criminal mastermind husband.