Role Call, Shaboom
... check-check, shaboom. (Long-time rah-rah friends will pick up on that reference.)
Strange how a cheer from WAAAAY back in the day popped into my brain when all I wanted to do was stop in and post a blog documenting my latest status. So I'm either experiencing a synapse miss-fire or minor brain dump, not quite sure. Here goes, nonetheless:
Attack of the Leg Warmer
Looking over my laptop and seeing this cat on the footstool between my calves is a little heart wrenching, especially since her preferred seat is precisely where my lap desk is sitting. Although, since my feet and calves were starting to get a little bit chilly, I am not feeling sad enough modify the situation. So we'll just go with this until something better comes along for her, like another lap - preferably one without a lap desk sitting on it. Sorry, not sorry.
Sorry not Sorry
Yes, the cat actually tried to tag along with me to work today. Plan foiled.
I am Brenda Swenson and sometimes I blog.