OK, so I got up at 7 and shot the cat and read the paper and then went back to bed around 8:30. And didn't get back up until 11:30, and I still thought it was earlier, it was so dark.
No rain here, but otherwise, that's my morning exactly. Ok, no cat shooting either, though I did throw something at the dog when she tried to get me back up.
No skirts, but I do see culottes on occasion. And yes keds, because kicking back the stray ball is sometimes ouchy in sandals.
My cats encourage me to go back to bed. Then they pin me there. So it is all their fault.
My cats have decided that since I'm here all the time these days, I clearly want to be used as a jungle gym.
Y'all aren't very chatty this morning.
Nice to meet you, weirdfrog.
I'm sorry you had such a crap day, Sean.
I just ordered pizza. I love pizza.
Alibelle and Pizza, sittin' in a tree.
Could we be sitting in a super cool Swiss Family Robinson treehouse?
mmm...pizza.
I just got all geared up to head off to the post office, and...it's only open til 1 on Saturday. Oops.
I just got rid of my first batch of giveaway stuff!
Polgara came over, and took books and yarn!
Emily Gilmore is a Lady Who Lunches, NOT a Soccer Mom.
Pfft.