When your pookey bear least expects it, launch a surprise attack of gooey chocolate peanut butter brownies straight from the oven. And if that doesn't work, rub his/her tummy. (This alternative works with dogs also.)
Work was really pulling out all the stops yesterday, but I wouldn't let it take me down. I fought the good fight and came out on top. Today, there is not much motivation left--but that's to be expected when you drain an entire week's worth of concentration in one day. My brain is mush. Really, touch it. See? Gross.