A Love Letter to 2009

2009 – I hate you.  Throw-myself-on-the-floor-and-kick-and-scream-and-throw-a-tantrum-and-show-the-entire-world-my-butt-for-eternity-kind-of-hate.  It usually takes me a few weeks to remember to start writing the new year on checks, papers, etc. but I can promise you that I will have no such problems remembering that you are gone this time around.  Not that you promised much, but you took away so…

Sweating it out

I am now the proud owner of my very own black human sweatshirt. After wearing mama’s for a few days, she broke down and bought me one of my own.  She cut off the sleeves a bit to accommodate my paws, and in the next day or so she told me that she will taper…

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