Where the F*CK is my TIARA????

Series of texts from today, between me & J:

J: "How's Gage?"
{why? because he's been running fever for 3 days now, and it's my turn to stay home w/ him while he's sick this time.}
Me: "Still has fever. Dr.appointment tomorrow. We both have cabin fever and a vet appt in about 20 minutes to see what's up with the dog's ass. A day in the life of a suburban pricess I tell ya...."
J: "It could be worse; the dog cld have fever and something be wrong with Gage's ass!"

She's so right.