It's a dreary, rainy day here. Not too cold, but not inviting either. All the animals are asleep, Scott's downstairs watching as many war movies as he can manage (Veteran's Day and Memorial Day are two of his favorite holidays - non-stop war movies). I'm here pondering what to do with the rest of the day.
I've got to clean the house, get started packing, go shopping to make sure there are enough TV dinners for while I'm gone, and I was hoping to get some real work squeezed in there as well. Even with all the things I have to do, I'll make sure to find time to call my two favorite Veterans, my Dad and my Uncle.
It started off as a good morning though. I was awakened by a small purring puff ball trying to get under the covers. Pearl is a very independent cat, and rarely wants to snuggle - so I equate this to a teenager hanging out with a parent. You have to enjoy the moment thoroughly. So I lay back and listened to the purring and the rain falling - a good start indeed.
Sadly all bets are off once you get out of bed...
Stalker Clock says 3 days, 11 hours, 28 minutes and 46 seconds until I give my long weekend to weekend to my sister (seriously, she's got every minute planned).
Current Music: Stay - Michelle Featherstone
Sunday, November 11, 2007
All Quiet on the Northern Front
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I love those cold, rainy, seemingly dreary days. When you call your Dad and Uncle for Veterans Day - please extend my thanks to them for their sacrifice.
Hope your day turned out well - even if you had to get out of bed!
sounds like a great start to a yuck sort of a day to me.
i took a nap today. haven't had one of those in a very long time...but it was raining and cold and so i thought quite appropriate.
you asked about my bangs...my picture is up on flickr on my sidebar. go snoop there. the color though appears red for some odd reason, but there is a close up of the color-black with burgundy highlights. oh well. whatcha gonna do. yeah but my head hurts and i cussed you last week..."damn you mandy lou!" or something like that.
every patient has had some sort of war movie playing their room tonight.
love the pic. it looks inviting to me.
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