Urine

Today wasn't the best day at work. All I can say is that it involved a shipment of urine samples and two hours of my life that I will never get back. Don't worry. Nothing gross happened.

I didn't have the worst day, however. My mom spent quite some time filing taxes with the help of an accountant, and my sister was completely swamped at work while her daughter called a million times to report how many times her little sister had thrown up by the hour. (The little one was very sick today).

So I'm glad to report that I had the best day of all, except for, of course, the Obamas, who have a lavish party every night.