Friday, March 11, 2011

Don't Count Your Chickens!

I stayed up til 4 AM talking to my Best Fren Forever on Skype. I'm a little on the sleepy side, but it was super fun and therefore worth it. (Just don't expect me to form any proper sentences today.)

I got up, showered, went upstairs to let Cordy out and make my lunch to take with me to work. Halfway between spreading hummus on the second piece of bread and applying the reduced fat provalone cheese (that's right... APPLYING), I noticed that I was hearing quite a bit more of the outside noises than I usually hear when Cordy is out. The screen door was cracked.

I walked around the corner and peeked at the door to discover this:

Fool cat. Maybe you shouldn't try to get in the house. You might get your head caught.

Just sayin.

And he expected me to COMFORT him after I freed his fool head! (Which I may or may not have done.... <_< >_>)

I finished my creating my piece of sandwich art, cut up a nectarine and put it in the fridge for later.

I had walked back downstairs when I heard my phone chime. I had an email. I opened it only to be disappointed. It was from "".

"How on earth? What? I do not care about you,"

And then I saw the headline:

"Getting to Know Ryan Reynolds...."

I opened the email and saw the WHOLE headline:

"Getting to Know Ryan Reynolds New Gal Agnes Fischer"


Is there a moral to this story?

Yes. Make sure your front door is secured so the cat can't get in. (Didn't see that coming, did ya?)

You're welcome.


  1. Oh that silly boy cat... What was he thinking? He wasn't, obviously!

  2. I forgot to put cat food on my Walmart list.

  3. See, he had a purpose... he was hungry.