a day in the life of half of rumpelstiltskin
jered and i took a long walk around town this morning. we live right off of main street, so we're fabulously central to everything. we [finally] found a little chinese shop that delivers and picked up a menu, and right next door was a small pet shop. i was so excited to see all the puppies, but none of them were barking and i didn't think that was right. there isn't any reason for puppies not to bark and cry to be played with. they must've been sick or neglected or something that made me sad. but then i saw him. he was sleeping, my new little kitten. he is twelve weeks old. i haven't thought of a name for him yet. maybe rupert or rumpelstiltskin. any ideas? i also [finally!] thought up a name for my little online store-to-be. it's called "Hello, I Like You". what do you think?