If a picture is worth a thousand words, then this picture says a lot.
But Sista Callie Jo is bored.
So bored that she likes to climb inside my disposable grocery bags.
Well... I guess I can't use that bag for groceries. Ever again.
And she has dragged her water bowl, a sharpie, and rubber band to her place of rest. I wondered what she had planned for all of that?
Who knows. She is just... bored. She stayed in that bag for half an hour. At least she was being still. She is worse than a toddler sometimes with all her running around and getting into stuff.
And I am considering getting another kitty this weekend. There's a 20% chance. I will decide by Sunday. I found a tuxedo boy cat, already fixed. I will see how that works out.
Otherwise, it's been an interesting week. I had two doctor's appointments this week, and they were in the middle of the day, some 30-40 miles from my job. So you know what that means: I had to get to work extra early. One of those days, I just took off.
I don't know, I just don't like getting out of bed unless it is to pray or read. It would do me well to get to work by 7:00 am, as it will only take me about 8 minutes to get in, but my goodness... it is still nighttime around that time!
So I had an appointment with the breast surgeon and all is well. Glory! I will see them in June. I had my normal appointment with my lupus doc, and all is well there also. So I'm all good until next year. Glory again. Those are some serious church fan and church shouting events.
I don't have much planned for the weekend. I plan on going out and checking on this cat. That's about it.
Quote of the Week. I heard this on the radio morning.
"You're as busy as a long tail cat in a room full of rocking chairs!"
Now if THAT doesn't immediately bring up a very vivid visual in your mind, nothing else will.
Song of the Week. You know I love Justice league production. Here is the instrumental for "Thug Cry" by Rick Ross and Lil' Wayne.
I am NOT a Rick Ross fan. This dude seems to rap about women doing oral, and throwing bricks of cocaine in the back of his Maybach. Sigh. Oh my. I must go back and pull out my old school rap if I want some originality.
Interestingly (but not surprising), the melody and music was jacked from Souls of Mischief.
I am yearning for some original beats. I suppose I will just have to go back and listen to my Earth Wind and Fire CDs. Sigh.
That is it for moi!
You have a good weekend. On purpose!!
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