August 2, 2012

• Manide?  not going well at all.  I just can't go any further because its too hard.  At least Tristan isn't here yet.

  Yes, I'm sticking my head in the sand like an ostrich as a survival device.  But at least I wear make up and look better when I come out of the sand....

  Okay-onto the life I'm pretending to live.  I got my whole house cleaned and fixed up from top to bottom yesterday.  Errands ran today.  Sam is slowly feeling better. More band work last night and tonight.  But the big news?  He got more work done on his tattoo on his left arm yesterday.  Yes, we are that kind of family.  I paid for the initial outline on his 21st birthday which is still a secret from his dad.  A pirate ship with a Kracken surrounding it.  He now has a half sleeve-shoulder to elbow-colored in and it looks beautiful.  After 4 hours of work yesterday, he is hurting. Me, being me, I now want to talk him into a parrot with a peg leg and an eye patch attacking the ship/kracken.

  At least I think it would be funny.

  Buk looks so handsome after his grooming.  Sam let him sleep with him last night-skunk smell completely gone.  I wish I could let him sleep with me, but I have between 2 and 3 cats sleeping with me on my bed each night.  Yes, I AM crazy cat lady a little bit.   But I also used to let a 90 lb Lab sleep on my bed every night and I now like to roll over the few hours of sleep I get.

   

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