You know it's going to be one of those days when you wake up crying and an hour later your laughing your ass off.

It's no secret that I have cats...And I've shared a million times on here about my love hate relationship with my babies. Thismorning was hard. I had a horrible dream...A dream of death and dieing. I'm so scared to die...This was so real. As IM waking and wiping tears from my check I hear the sound all cat owners hate to hear. "ack plack ack acccck blaaaa". "CRAP!" I said out loud in a tired voice as I rolled out of bed. Now I was going to have to make my way to the bathroom without finding the mess with my toes, get my contacts in and go on the hunt for it.

I looked everywhere and couldn't figure out where the barf/hairball was. So I decided to stop looking because sometimes it does mysteriously disappear. I stumbled into the kitchen, wasn't hungry, out of pop, made myself some tea. My tummy rumbled in pain. I screamed at it to shut up. Turned on my computer, checked my office messages, straightened some papers and before I sat down I opened all the windows. Ahh...it's still cool. I set my tea down and plopped into my computer chair. It took 2 min for the puke/hairball to seep past my jeans and alert me. I jumped up only to realize my worst fear. With all that has happen to me lately all I could do was laugh. I knew it was going to be a good day!

For those of you who read religiously.....I hope today finds you well. For those of you who just stumbled into my world....Welcome and take a helmet from the basket by the door. Your gonna need it.

Susan
~peace~