Wish I was here. Or, really just wishing I had a maid. And personal masseuse.
I’m grumpy, grumpy, grumpy. Like a little gremlin. I just want to stomp around and mock everything I see – Brian, my cat, Regis and Kelly, mainly Kelly. Oh yeah kelly, you have a big head and man-ceps. Shut up, and, yea right, bearcat, get a job. Why don’t you lay around and meow some more. Lazy cat.
These pictures are kinda helping, but it makes me grumpy that they aren’t mine, and that I’m not there. I start a big job this week which i’m grateful for, but wishing I could just lay around and watch HGTV and old episodes of Once and Again.
Can’t get enough florals right now, or ever, really. These pics makes me want to travel – old weird architecture just doesn’t exist too often in these here United States, unfortunately.
Off to yoga, hoping it will help. Sorry such a lame post. I’m lame. Don’t judge. You’re probably lame too, sometimes. deal. testtest