Sweet Sweet Elvis...
I'm home right now- Ostensibly to deliver a package to someone at 2:00, but really, I'm here for the sweet sweet Elvis lovin'. He's on my lap as we speak... so to speak.
He misses me. Even goes to my room at night looking for me. So, how can I resist coming to visit?
In other news, apparently the neighbors were dealin' under our living room window last night. Nothing unusual, I'm sure, but this time Papa was sleepin' in the living room, and heard it all. Sooooo... that logbook of license plate numbers? (of which there are many) is going to come in handy. More as I get it on this, but it should be interesting.
I've got the mongolian death cramps, and Diesel has completely destroyed her dog bed. (Well, ripped open the zipper and I can't fix it) She's slowly working on the cushion that came with it. Lets hope she can curb her enthusiasm over the next few days or she's not going to have anything left to hump.
Gah, I'm boring.
Hellos and shout outs to Goddess Aradia, welcome aboard!
posted by Special Sauce @ 12:20 PM
6 Comments:
oo! I forgot to tell y'all. Odie got me 2 muppet show DVDs for my birthday! Guess what I'll be rockin' out to tonight? :)
Right ON! Yay for Fat Elvis. And Middle Kitty, who is destroying the blinds while I sit helpless to stop him...
MK, stop that this very instant!
Hmm. And in odd coincidence land? G. Monkey's coming home on your birthday, ET- cause for celebration on all fronts, to be sure- this will be a day for the history books!
He doesn't stop. He's the Emperor and Fat Elvis is the King.
My birthday had better rock and that's all there is to it.
Good point, that. Cats get to pretty much do what they want to anyway... Mainly because they're reasonably quiet, adorable, and could smother us in our sleep if they so desired.
Any news on learning German? That would indeed be awesome, (which I was going to comment about last night, but blogger was down). I've got my fingers crossed!
And your birthday?
Will rock it hardcore. Because birthdays must. It's a rule. (Well, except Odie's 21st, which was spent at a funeral. Though my cousins DID take him out drinking.)
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