The title for today was Frustrating. I've been working on a project at work that just won't get past GO. One failure after another. It's pushed off again until the end of next week. It's unreal how many stumbling blocks I've run into. Good thing I don't believe in hidden meanings behind events.
The title for yesterday was Glee. Mr. H and I are crazy about each other.
The weekend rolled right along, we're still getting to know each each other and we both agree that'll probably never end. Saturday night I took the youngin' Contra Dancing with me while his dad was away at meetings. He knows all the steps, and for an eight year old, he does pretty good. Although his are swings are more like "lift me off my feet so I can fly!"
The cats are now a full 10 months old. I sort of miss Bella's petiteness. She was so easy to sleep with. These guys hog almost the entire bed, and Spikes ability to open the bedroom door makes for too many sleep interruptions.
This weekend we're off to San Lois Obispo for Contra Carnivale. Oh, it will be SO good to get away.
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I'm tired. Buono notte cara amici