Halloween
In keeping with the holiday, the gremlin that lives in my gut decided to go trick or treating last night. He arrived around midnight and we knocked on many medicinal doors until he finally got the treat that shushed him and allowed me to sleep,,,at 4am. It's now 6am and I'm up getting ready for work. I love my gremlin.
Robert cooked supper for me last night. Deliciousness. Charles and I sighed, moaned, whined and bitched about our respective jobs while Robert slaved away in the kitchen and over the grill. He's a good boy. Mostly. Issues galore with the ex but a good boy.
Maggie and Preston were home for the weekend. Always a good thing. Always. Mallory came in for the game Friday night but left before I got home from work. Work,,had to stay until 11 because a wench didn't show up. Another tantrum on my part.
Since I didn't get to see Mallory on Friday I packed my broom and flew down Sunday for a quick look at her. She looks good. Smells like Mallory. We had dinner. We shopped. Life is good.
Came home Sunday evening and was doing some paperwork upstairs when I heard the walking furballs hissing at something. I didn't know they knew how to hiss yet? Found the reason for their hissyfit in the middle of the kitchen floor. MommyCatMaddieTheSlut had brought them a dead squirrel. They were almost as pleased about this as I was. I had to remove the critter from the kitchen by myself. Yep,,,it was a grand version of the Girl Dance. Grand.
My costume is waiting to be donned. Some will say it's not a costume at all. Some will see it as completely out of character. My gremlin and I are going to be Cruella today. Should be fun.
Gotta run. Wait,,,she had a driver didn't she? Where the heck is MY driver?
Robert cooked supper for me last night. Deliciousness. Charles and I sighed, moaned, whined and bitched about our respective jobs while Robert slaved away in the kitchen and over the grill. He's a good boy. Mostly. Issues galore with the ex but a good boy.
Maggie and Preston were home for the weekend. Always a good thing. Always. Mallory came in for the game Friday night but left before I got home from work. Work,,had to stay until 11 because a wench didn't show up. Another tantrum on my part.
Since I didn't get to see Mallory on Friday I packed my broom and flew down Sunday for a quick look at her. She looks good. Smells like Mallory. We had dinner. We shopped. Life is good.
Came home Sunday evening and was doing some paperwork upstairs when I heard the walking furballs hissing at something. I didn't know they knew how to hiss yet? Found the reason for their hissyfit in the middle of the kitchen floor. MommyCatMaddieTheSlut had brought them a dead squirrel. They were almost as pleased about this as I was. I had to remove the critter from the kitchen by myself. Yep,,,it was a grand version of the Girl Dance. Grand.
My costume is waiting to be donned. Some will say it's not a costume at all. Some will see it as completely out of character. My gremlin and I are going to be Cruella today. Should be fun.
Gotta run. Wait,,,she had a driver didn't she? Where the heck is MY driver?
posted by just me @ 6:08 AM
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