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I've been up for a few hours and I'm just the perfect amount of hungry, in that way that says "dinner last night was the right size and now the next thing you eat is going to taste extra-specially good", and the sun is out and Rob will be up in a bit, and TWO of my cats are curled up by the hearth, BOTH SNORING, while the third is soaking up solar power on the windowsill (and has as far as I know never snored).
I don't have to go to work today, and I may well make pumpkin pie, even though someone else will be bringing those to the dinner I'm attending, because hey, pumpkin pie for breakfast for a week doesn't half suck.
Little Girl shifted position and is now snoring with her eyes open.
Life's all right.
Happy Thanksgiving.
I don't have to go to work today, and I may well make pumpkin pie, even though someone else will be bringing those to the dinner I'm attending, because hey, pumpkin pie for breakfast for a week doesn't half suck.
Little Girl shifted position and is now snoring with her eyes open.
Life's all right.
Happy Thanksgiving.
