It's 9am. I'm not typically out of bed at this hour (don't hate me because I'm unemployed...) but Jeff is traveling for work again & I just dropped him off at the airport. He's off to Jacksonville & I've got two and a half days of bubblebaths, facials, & the Backstreet Boys as loud as I want ( Read more... )

So. Saturday night, Jeff & I are asleep, with the windows in the house open because it's hot. The window behind the bed doesn't have a screen in it, which means that Haley, the cat, is in & out of the room all night ( Read more... )