Today is a Good Day!

I know. You're shocked!

I do have them, really I do!

Forget I that I have people coming over to my house tonight for Mojitos and Quesadillas and Eddie Izzard. Forget that I haven't vacuumed or mopped. Forget that I forgot the rum last night when I was shopping. Forget that the cat yerped on the rug in the bedroom last night. Forget that it rained last night and I slept through it without even noticing. Forget that the dog woke me up by rolling her now thoroughly gross and soggy ball into my face.

Forget all that!

Or don't, your choice.

I woke in a relatively good mood this morning. I'm still alone in the office so no one's managed to wreck that quite yet. Last night was a peaceful evening at home with the animals, puttering around the house trying to straighten up before my evening in tonight. I got almost squat done, to be honest. It's a good thing I've 3 hours this evening in which to finish up before company arrives. That's time enough to vacuum and mop. And should also be time enough to marinate the chicken for my tequila and lime chicken quesadillas. My boss is bring me a huge bunch of mint, fresh from his garden, for my pitcher of Mojitos. I have a big bag of fresh limes, as well as onions and peppers from the farmers' market yesterday as well as a nice pint of mango salsa! YUM

Looking at my right wrist just now, I realize Frankie got me when we were playing this morning. Sheesh...it looks like I've hacked at my own wrist with a picnic fork. Heaven...hospital...heaven...hospital.

And with that...coffee's done!

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Narcissist--It's not just a flower any more.

excerpt from my IM convo with lifehiker regarding the cat snagging my wrist with her claws:

Lifehiker: I knew you were a cutter
Red: HA
Lifehiker: I could just tell... it's all that emo music you listen too
Lifehiker: to
Lifehiker: tu?
Red: et tu Morrissey?

Proof I need more coffee maybe!

(quoted with my permission)

So I'm standing on the street corner

...holding a bucket filled with spearmint from the boss's garden. I'm talking a BUCKET, not a dish, not a cup, a fuggin ACRE of spearmint in a BUCKET at my feet. A guy in a Toyota pick up trick pulls up to the curb and offers to buy one of my "pot plants."

LOL

The Enigma asked me..."how do you manage this?"

Location, location, location. I was just in the right place, on the right corner, with the right foliage, with the right weirdo driving by.

Boy was he disappointed when I plucked a sprig and tossed it in the truck window.

"Oh," his face fell, "mint. Yeah, I used to grow that too." As the light changed and he drove off he added "just thought you should know."

My life. Welcome to it.