Ode to muh lil' beerdie-beerd beeeeerrddsszz

It was a glorious Thanksgiving with Melanie and friends. The food was delicious and the company was lovely...except for Melanie's boyfriend drinking a bit too much and turning into his usual pissy self. I'm really starting to dislike that dork and his negative antics are getting very old.

The rest of the long weekend was spent being lazy, except for some much needed chores on Saturday...much to Ron's dismay. I can only stand to look at the same pile of papers and clothes for so long before I lose it, ya know? Still working on getting Ron to be a little more disciplined about cleaning up after himself. I mean, all of his stuff is one thing, but if he can't help me out and keep it in at least a little bit of order, I can't help but lose it after a while. The weekend ended badly with me up in the middle of the Sunday night/Monday morning puking my guts up due to what I think was a bad shrimp. Yeap...seems I might have missed a poop track while cleaning the little buggers. There's nothing worse than the bloated feeling you get before you pour forth the evenings dinner...from both ends. Ugh. The aftermath in the bathtub was not fun to clean up the next morning.

Anyway... Ugh... I'm grossing myself out... It's crazy busy at work so far this week. We're selling the madness. I guess that's a good thing, but it totally cuts my fooling around on the 'net time. Dammit. So, I thought I'd do a quick entry of pictures of my wonderful little birdies. Remember my little Punkin', Pickles and Toby? Here...look at their darlingness...















I need to get a new digi cam to take more pictures of my wonderful pets. I enjoy them so very much... They totally keep me sane. And to end this entry here's a shot of Stanley kitty in his nightly couch position...


Yeap. He's a komfy kitty.

Ah...pets...so much better than children!