There might be some spanking going on this weekend, but for the past few weeks, it’s been just leaning back and trying in a real way to just get a handle on this life thing.

See, I have these imperfections gifted to my brain by my wonderfully drug addicted mother at the time of my gestation and birth. Usually, medication does its job, and all is well. 

But sometimes the medication doesn’t do its job and it starts sending the wrong messages and the nuerons fire incorrectly, or other such nonsense, and I have to have a little restart period. 

But the restart period is over and I’m ready to get back in action. 

So, who’s giving me the birthday spanking I so richly deserve?