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For one day only, the amazing, one-of-a-kind, the unbelievable, two-headed feline!

(Why does Opal allow Ollie to sit on her like that?)

Poor guy

This morning I went to work and got stuck behind a man at a major intersection who did not go when the light was green. I gave him a little honk, but no such luck. The guy behind me started to honk. No movement. I laid out another honk, this one louder and longer. Nothing. By this time, the lane next to me had cleared so I went around the stagnant car and took a peek at the idiot that was being so oblivious.

The guy was asleep, sitting up in his car, mouth open, doing the sleepy-head-bobble. I have no idea how he was keeping his foot on the brake.

Gettin' all Thomas Kincaide on it's ass (installment two)

For those of you who don't unerstand the title, feel free to see part one here.http://em-b.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-poem-was-gooduntil-you-went-all.html

I've been thinking for quite a while now that I would really like to try a body pillow at night. I could use it under my knees when I'm on my back, or I could curl around it when I am on my side. Either way, it would help my spine align more naturally. But that's besides the point.

Thinking about buying a pillow like that brought to mind this huge blue and green pillow my sisiter had when we were kids. It was as tall as I was when I was 7, and hideously midnight blue and forrest green striped, and a little fuzzy. I really wish I had a picture of it, because it might have been the ugliest thing we owned. We loved that thing. If we brough it out to the TV room, we could both lay all over it while we watched Saturday Morning Cartoons. (The Caboose Clubhouse Gang, anyone?)

I haven't remembered that pillow or those Saturday mornings in quite a while. It's funny when things like that, things you haven't thought of for years can come out of nowhere. I can still remember the smell of that pillow.

Bugs!

Last night the two cats woke me up by chasing bugs. In the complete dark. On the bed. How did they see these bugs? I don't know, but they most definitely were there when I turned on the light. They're fiesty litle predators. We had tow hunt down and squish two before I could go back to bed. It's the summer, and I have a feeling this has only just begun...

Seriously, sometimes I think they sit around during the day thinking of new ways to make me lose sleep. Hey! I kow! Let's throw up on the bed! Let's chase bugs and run into walls loudly! Let's pretend that we have every right to be in the basement and scratch on the door for five minutes straight! Let's meow at the faucet!

However, on the other side, I think Opal got stung by a bee on her little chin. It was sad. She hid for quite a while, and had a little red dot on her chin, but this morning everything is fine. Crisis averted.

It's the Patriot 'Act'

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