When all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for Herbert von Karajan, who I can hear eating in the laundry room. The oven is self-cleaning and releasing that bizarre, awful odor of chemicals. Dad is errand-running, Mom is preparing for the baby shower tomorrow. Mike is reading/studying, and Abby up in the bedroom sleeping. I'm on my 2nd coffee of the day, a french press brew of a Starbucks blend. It has been a lazy morning today - up at 10, big breakfast of leftovers, some really bad guitar playing (on my part) with Mike and some harmony singing with Mike and Dad. Now it's time to BLOG!!
The cat was incredibly irritating last night I should tell all you people out there, waiting on my every word. He wakes at some ungodly hour, I feed him, then he's just up and ready for fun and shenanigans. Normally this isn't a problem when I'm on normal working hours, but when it's vacation it just isn't fun. Look at me, blogging about my cat. The end.
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