Tuesday, September 20, 2011


Baby girl was up sick from her shots.

Husband has a sore throat.

George the Cat got stuck in the attic and woke us up with ominous thumping and rustling at the crack of dawn this morning.

And just when I get them all back in bed ... Cubbie wakes up. :)

Good Morning, friends.

1 comment:

  1. May visions of Starbucks, dark chocolate, and other caffeine-laden treats dance in your head. :)