And so it goes

Ugh, last night I could not sleep. I took an hour's nap between 7:30 and 8:30- and then tried to go to bed at 10:30 and just tossed and turned until the Beau came home. Then I was finally able to sleep a bit. Only to have a dream in which I was peeing- woke up and figured an actual trip to the bathroom might just be a good idea. Afterwards when I was crawling back into bed I realized that my alarm was set to go off in 6 minutes. *grumble* So I start the day tired and cranky. Always makes for fun.

Work seems like it will be fairly quiet today- which isn't all that unusual- but I'm enjoying it. The Beau is calling a new caterer today- he just really doesn't want to deal with the woman at the other place. Somewhat disappointing- since I really liked the menu, but if she's going to be difficult I figure why reward that behavior with our business? My aunt gave me the name of another company and said if they don't work out she knows another woman who does catering on the side. One way or another there will be some type of food at this reception! More than what my mom and sis-in-laws are bringing too! ;)

Tomorrow my mom is driving down and I go for my last wedding gown fitting (okay, there was only one before this). I should have picked my dress up two weeks ago but there was a delay in the alterations area due to illness. However, if my dress needs any more changes- someone dies. :) It was very simple- they needed to take in the upper part of the shoulders slightly and relax the armpit area- that's it. The length was fine, the empire waist was at exactly the right place and the right dimensions. All good except for the shoulder area.

After getting my dress we're going to collect the beau, I think, and then do some more shopping for things- like tableclothes, napkins, etc. All in all should be relatively fun- as long as it's not raining too much.

15 days...

Danger Boy!

Another Danger Boy! note_to_cat I wanted to share here as well:

Dear Danger Boy!

Darling... Yesterday I wrote about how when Mommy says something isn't a good idea- it might not be one? Today's lesson apparently was 'when Daddy says no, listen.'

If you'd listened, instead of trying to see what food he was dealing with- you wouldn't have gotten butterscotch topping all over your whiskers- which led to your whiskers sticking to your chest- which freaked you out.

And HOW did it get to your hip? Anyway, this means you get a bath- because a sticky kitty running around the house is a nono.

So in the future, I would really appreciate it if you would listen when Daddy says no and when Mommy says something isn't a good idea.

Love you Silly Head,

Mommy

PS- I'm sorry for laughing so hard, but you looked so confused I couldn't help it!

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So... is it weird that I like to thank people for doing what I consider to be good deeds- even when they have absolutely no effect on my life (the good deed that is).

It's just that I want people to know that their efforts are appreciated- like people who foster animals. So I'm weird aren't I?

We're feeling posty today...

So anyone who uses gmail may have noticed the clickables near the top of their inboxes.

So today in the Anne can't read department: I swear I thought it said

Salt-Crusted Baby Pictures





(it was really potatoes)