So a few weeks ago, Ames and I did our yearly trip to Mass Ave. We got our yarns, had a great meal, got semi-lost, found the trail again, and then went home to be slightly miserable from eating too much. It was great.
I have almost one sleeve of my hoodie done. Man, but it is slow going - unless I have a movie playing...
The cat is driving me to drink, I swear. She keeps yelling at me to get up! Earlier and earlier each day. I've taken to throwing things like the pillow at her, but it doesn't help. Much. There's an 89% chance that she's plotting to kill me in my sleep. I think there's a 105% chance she's just wanting to make us crazier. Good thing she's cute.
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I have noticed that the more Spud does to aggravate the more cute things he does....I think he's trying to see how far he can push me till I pop.But he is freakin cute
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