Did it forget to put on deodorant? Am I being too sensitive? Ok I’m not Hemingway I know but I thought the pic of the cat with Mikey would stir a comment.
Went through a weekend of “wake-me-up-when-the-world-is-nice” finding energy to do a tad of shopping, sleep at a meeting, visit another friend in a facility and sleep at church. Any other free time was spent in bed with a bad case of the fuckits. Outside contact limited to friends texting me to stop the pity party and get the hell out of bed before they came to the house with a camera and a link to several websites. My friends, they really love me.
But now back to the mission at hand. Up next: Unsung lullabies, Chapters 3 and 4.
Aww – now I feel bad for dashing through and not commenting. Your pic of Mikey being terrorised by the feline reminded me of my mum (not that Mikey looks like my mum). She’s also terrified of cats, but, evil creatures that they are, they seem to sense this and ALWAYS make a beeline for her. Someone once said that when she narrows her eyes in duisgust and fear, this is misread by the cats as a signal of welcome. Tell Mikey to open her eyes wide at the next cat that crossed her path!
*sniff sniff* Nope. Fruity goodness. Love you.
i always loves you.
just been in a bad headspace lately.
xo
always checking in and reading, just a slacker on the commenting lately.
i totally meant to leave a comment about the pic of mikey with the cat. it was a very funny pic. you and your blog smell lovely. and i always tune in to read what’s up. but, i feel the same way when i see other people having tons of comments on their blog and i get just a few here and there.