A sucky Sunday - bloating & cramps and irritation.
Go to pick up prescription the doctor says he called in - nothing at the pharmacy.
Go for a relaxing bike ride on the bike path and a biker coming the opposite direction decides she wants to ride the center of the path, rather than stay on her side. My husband panics and slams on his brakes. I'm right behind him. In my attempts to not slam into him or other bikers I leave flesh on the pavement. First time I've ever screamed curse words at people in a public place before. Start to ride, realize my wheel is crooked, stop to fix it - only to be almost rear ended by another biker behind me.
Finally make it back home, try to take my car out only to realize the metal on metal screech in the front is back and louder than ever.
Sit on the couch, defeated and this is what I get:
Guess it wasn't such a bad day after all.
Monday, August 11, 2008
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3 comments:
Awwww, she's so cute--and the kitten's pretty adorable, too!
I'm sorry you had such a crappy start to your Sunday.
Love you.
Shadow/J
Oh my! She knows her Mama. There's no bad day that a little cuddle can't set right.
yeah, she's in the "big bad cat" stage of kittenhood right now - no longer so cuddly, just a whole lot of claws and teeth. So she is learning the word "No!" as quickly as we can teach her (after we pluck her from the back of our heads where she's attached herself). She's still so darn little and cute - until she launches herself at your eyes.
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