Hi...it's me....... Annie Grace......
Repeat.... repeat.... the sounding joy...and wonders of his love, and wonders of his love. Sorry, I have so many of these tunes in my head because The Lady has these carols on...all the time...now...in November. She says we should enjoy them while we are relatively sane and not stressed out. What happened to Kidd Rock? James Taylor? So, this morning after swiping the Mary Kay Lip Balm (remember...it's a miracle potion....she guards it with her life) off the dresser, walking over her about...99 times... she gets up muttering about how I am disturbing her. ME? I feel it is pointless to remind her that I have to listen to her snoring at night and talking during my naps excessively which usually start like this. "Annie, are you sleeping?" NO! My eyes are shut, my breathing is slow and even, my body is prone and my head is down....for the last hour! Anyway, after I devour my Sheba-tuna flavored which she says I should eat slower.... that it's not "lady-like". I ignore her. I now turn around and glance at her. I gasped. What are you wearing??? The Lady is a green blob! So she explains there are her new Hello Kitty Pajamas. She said The NJ Waif gave them to her. (this sheds a little explanation....). So, slowly I move toward her to get a closer look but I approach her in predator mode. I am suspect that she could be an alien...a big neon green alien. Not only are they bright green but they have ME all over them! Now my mind is whirling...do I have to wear pajamas? Do they have to have The Lady on them? If so...which hair color shall she have? Maybe a wide variety of years and hair colors? Will anyone else see her in these? Simply horrifying! I skulk by realizing they are the ultimate fur collectors and have made a mental note of that. I have also made a mental note to lock up the Wisker Lickens (from The Felons) and the expensive liquor (from The Rock Star) for the holidays. The holidays are right around the corner she has told me. I have little idea of how that will impact me with the exception of hiding during The Blessed Event. She has asked that I leave "the tree" alone....I pretended I am asleep and did not hear her. I lay on my stomach, head up ....but eyes closed. I don't even open them when I hear a noise. The Lady calls it my Meditation Pose but actually that is my 1 hour of sending mental telepathic SOS's out....to the world....to be saved! At this point I would go with an elf.
Wednesday, November 19
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