He serves as an alarm clock, he thinks 7 am is the appropriate time to wake daily. He is much better than xanax and has no side effects, when ever I start to feel overwhelmed, I rest my head on his furry tummy and I feel myself calm. I am crazy about him. I am...
Category Archives: Smoke
reason number 5…
Reason number 5 why I am behind on editing. His name is Smoke (he is my cat), we have recently dubbed him Orville, as in Redenbacher because he frequently toots, aka releases smelly air, that smells just like microwave popcorn. I giggle every time I smell it.
The picture above shows him sitting on my lap...
and sugar plums danced in his head
I am back. Said with a, “fake it, until you make it, halfhearted, I really feel like poop kind of smile.” Although I love and adore my life and my job, it stinks to be back to reality, doing grownup things like making decisons and vacuuming and eating healthy and exercising for 90 minutes a day.
On...
765… 766… 767… and a partridge in a pear tree
I touched up 767 photos today. I have no words, literally, I have no words, no thoughts, I have been reduced to a shell of a human being, I am exhausted.
I did have nice company throughout the day, this is Smoke. He is my cat. He lays on my desk while I work, occasionally making cute meow-ie,...
