I was gonna get up this morning, early, 7, and I was gonna take Sassy to the first thing and drive through the car wash. Truthfully, I don’t know when the car wash opens, or like, if at 7:30 there’s a big long line waitin for it to open, but Blanche has these faint gray vertical stripes which are streaks of dirts, hm? If I owned a car wash, I’d open super early because morning people are often clean car people, with their bright shiny faces matching their bright shiny minds matching their bright shiny cars. Then I’d come home and post this thing and read some posts and pick Sassy up from the first thing and then posthaste, take her to get some shoes, cause the dog sorta ate hers and maybe I could find a BOGO and get Moo shoes, too, cause she’s a runner and when her shoes aren’t Tiggeriffic, she feels slow. Post shoe shopping I’d be ready to read some more posts and nibble some noms and then the people were supposed to leave to do the second thing and I would be left all alone, and I could read a book or sing into my hairbrush or scratch my underboob and tell my cats a story, but probably just the reading, maybe build a lil book tent over my face. Mmm, nap. However, The Mister decided not to go in this morning, allowing me to sleep til 9:30. Sassy’s been picked up from the first thing and she’s gone to her cave to snuggle herself, postponing shoe shopping until probably after the second thing. Now I just don’t know if I’ll get my car washed, sigh, but I do have plenty of time to sit here on my sofa and read posts. Oh how sad. Don’t I look sad?
PS: During the second thing, Moo will see Marian‘s grandchild. It’s a small world.