Tuesday Morning

I've got nothing much to say this morning, stayed up way too late and woke up way too early, thanks to a certain buff and white little animal who thinks it's really fun to put his wet nose on mine to awaken me. Never mind he's already standing on me with 15 pounds of kitty bulk before he does the nose thing.
Today is the day I must face the wall. I gave my sister a faux finish wall painting job for her birthday (July 9) and it's time I honor my offer. I am going with a green peridot gemstone effect, or maybe something darker like jade or adventurine colors.
Life is interesting right now in a 'don't want to talk about it' sense. Maybe I will in a few days or weeks, but for now I think enigmatic works best.
Looks like I'll be co-guest blogging with Chari for Grey Bird while she's gone to Europe. I may just pretend to be her and talk about Thilde the puppy, Mel the girlfriend and Woodstock the parrot. And I'll add some of her computer uber-jargon to make it seem legit. I may also include some soft porn disguised as her writing. She doesn't have my home address- oh wait- she's my blog guru and she'd slit my bloggy throat. Never mind.
Tracy is finally going back to work so we can expect some funny psych hospital blogs soon. Thank God. The girl needs to keep busy.
I am so glad summer is winding down. I have successfully avoided the heat by eschewing barbecues, pool parties and other West Nile mosquito opportunities, so I may make it to fall without contracting meningitis or skin cancer from sun exposure. I don't even have a white wrist watch patch this year.
Okay...I do need a haircut, but if that's all I can think of to say, it's time to wrap this up.