Dreaming of Barbados is Easier

Have you ever had one of those weeks, and I mean WEEK (Monday-Friday), where every single minute felt like you were stuck on an episode of Oprah? And not one of the episodes where you are geekily winning a corny lotion or learning how sexy a diaphragm can be, but more like one of the shows where when the camera pans around the audience, every single slobbering woman is crying because Barbara Streisand is telling a story of how poor she used to be...so poor that she had to pretend a water jug was her baby doll. Yes, a week like that. I hope you haven't, but if you have, please know that Hubert here has a remedy.

Here is my recipe for post disaster:
Step 1: Take one look in the mirror and tell yourself - "My baby doll is not a water jug, but if it ever becomes one, I will still love it."
Step 2: Make a drink that is 8oz skim milk, 2tbsp of chocolate syrup, and 3 tbsp Metamucil
Step 3: Get the courage to find what smells in your house - then do whatever might be appropriate to get rid of the smell
Step 4: And finally, find that Bill Cosby record and play the birth skit at least 4 times.