It’s my last day of spring break, and you’re probably thinking that I’m out, trying to find the bottom of bottomless mimosas. Actually, I’m in my PJs on my couch, waiting for it to be at least slightly dark so I can go to bed.
And now you’re probably thinking that I’m so tired from an epic three days in the Windy City, celebrating a college friend’s wedding with some of my favorite people. Actually, I’m so tired because I had a dream nightmare that I got a cat last night. His name was Peter, he was that weird orangey-gold cat color, he was cagey/terrifying, he kept trying to touch me, and I don’t think I got more than twenty minutes of straight sleep all night.
So, Lord, please allow me to get some sleep tonight.
For Pete’s sake.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
-Bev
3 Comments
Maude
April 3, 2017 at 8:11 amLiterally LOL. Now I’m picturing that time F&B tired to give Grandpa and Grandma a cat and F had to bring it over…
Bevvy G
April 3, 2017 at 5:05 pmI’m picturing being at THEIR house (F&B), with that mothertrucker bolting in and out of nearly-closed windows. And sweating. So, thanks.
Maude
April 4, 2017 at 6:45 amWell, I do what I can.