Saturday


  • Don't laugh...but it's Buddah's 3rd birthday and we made him a present this year. Little pink catnip-filled socks. Yep, handmade. We sat in the garage (lest the kitties help) and filled socks with kitty crack and sewed them closed.

  • The gym was so packed today--45 minute wait just to get onto the cardio equipment--that I blew it off. Instead I went to Borders, where I stared at my word processor, because nothing would get out of my brain and onto virtual paper. That sucked.

  • Starting Monday the Spouse Thingy has 10 days off. I'm predicting many bike rides, a few movies, and lots of sleeping in.

  • I got nutin'...

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