Squeeee!

Is pretty much my state of mind this week. Don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned it, but I—LOVE—COMIC-CON. Even if it totally betrays my hopeless fangirl geekitude to the world. (Because, you know, that was such a well-kept secret.)

My poor husband. This is a long, weary, hard-working week for him. He swears it’s just a coincidence that the song he had playing on iTunes in the kitchen this morning was “It’s the End of the World as We Know It.”

Me: Time you had some time alone, eh? Already?

Him: Funny girl.

Me: Well, I feel fine.

Ba-dum-bum.

Posting will be light this week—Comic-Con updates will happen mostly on Twitter. Recaps and photos will be here next week. Cheers!