Stardate 20172110 – Time: Another Saturday Night (hmmm…that sounds like a song)
The kids are gone, the critters are fed. I have the night to myself. I can do anything, go anywhere. The world is my oyster.
*fast forward one hour*
Ah, bed feels so nice right now. *sipping on a freshly poured glass of Chocolate Zin*
Now, where’s that remote?? There’s a classic horror movie marathon on!
Guess the villa in Tuscany is still out for now. Oh well, at least the weekend is here…gotta look at the bright side of things!
Just in case ya’ll were like me, and needed a reminder. I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news…
You know, this whole finding your soulmate thing is a lot tougher than I thought it was going to be.
I think…I just think perhaps…someone is hungry. And I wouldn’t be at all surprised if the troublemaker in the door was the one who put her up to it. Does that make Shaylee the feline mafia boss and the ne’er-do-well on the bed (aka Holly) the minion? These two often have a simple yet civil tolerance for each other — when they work together, it’s time to worry. BUT I’m the boss in this house and I’ll feed the critters when I’m dang good and ready. So there.
Okay…so if you’ll excuse me, I have to go now and feed the critters.
Okay, so I may be high maintenance and somewhat of an asshole at times, but at least I put my grocery cart in the return corral when I’m done. You’ll never see me abandoning my cart somewhere in the parking lot all willy nilly. Just saying.
Laying back in my jammies – Check
Pizza delivered – Check
Ben and Jerry’s in the freezer – Check
Kahlúa laced hot cocoa – Double Check!
Horror movie marathon (most definitely of the B variety) on Syfy – Triple Check!
Long-distance friend on speed-dial-texting to mock said B movies – Check!