Poor mistreated Ozzie. ::sigh::
I have no cats. My husband often complains that he's hungry, though, because of that silly speedy metabolism of his. If he'd sit on the couch and watch TV like a normal person, instead of all that triathlon training, he wouldn't have this problem.
Hee. I just pimped San Diego to someone at work. To no good purpose, but still.
My cat does that, only he scratches at my shoulder. At least he USED to, until I took to answering him with a quick spritz with the water bottle I now keep on the night table. Now he only does it once every ten days or so, when he needs a "refresher."
And happy birthday to you, too, meara! If you were in Boston right now I would totally give you your birthday spanking.
Happy Birthday to meara and Jen!!!
It is today, as is meara's. I get to share a birthday with the hottest drag king in DC! I'm a lucky girl.
I get to share a birthday with the hottest drag king in DC! I'm a lucky girl.
And she gets to share with you. Trying to figure out who is luckier? Unpossible.
Happy birthday to you both!
That probably means the 29th, right? (since it is still the 28th here.)
Happy Birthday to meara and Jen! (I've slept on both of their couches!)
My dad was just a month shy of 75. It might not be rational, right or whatever, but it is there, and it just is what it is, I think.
Huh. I just realized that I'm only six years younger than my Mom was when she died. That's weird.
A's are in first place again. I've never seen a team so streaky. Ever.