I realize I’m getting a bit far afield here from the topic at hand — which is writing our asses off — but I just had to show you guys what I found crawling across my living room floor this morning. I’m guessing he hitched a ride with one of the dogs. The Toddler was impressed and even brave enough to give him a little petting.
Anyway…ew! I scooped him up and put him out on the edge of the porch, under the shade of some roses, but I guess he didn’t like it there too much because he promptly pulled in his tenticulars, dried up, and died. 🙁
I’m filing this one under “Inauspicious and Meaningless Signs.” Probably means I’m going to overeat today, and I’m probably gonna lose my temper at some point. It’s good to be able to read the signs so ya know what’s coming. 😉
How’d I miss this?!! It makes me want to go into the “Saturday Night Live” sketch when Steve Martin and some other guy see something off camera and say, “What the hell is that? Oh I know what that is…..” Long pause. “What the hell is that?!”
Probably because I’m crazy and trying to fill in all the days I missed with belated posts. It’s anal-retentive, and if I could control it, I would. Sorry about that. The dream is I’ll get caught up and stay caught up.
But your comment made me laugh. I almost broke my neck when I saw it, saying the same thing, “What the hell is that?!” 🙂