|Not super relevant, but Bridget's attitude of late: PARTY(let her jump!) or else.|
I'll save the world the tragic recap. I'm just going to hide out and try to forget this one ever happened.
In other win some, lose some news, it's just not going to work out for me to go the foxhunt this weekend. I was so excited to go, but I'm just way too over committed/poor. I also need to actually spend quality time with my guy and our adorable cat, BK. (A terrible name; almost a year on and now definitely adult sized, I still call him/he answers to the Baby Kitty. Waiting until the perfect name came to me obviously was a terrible plan. Out of desperation/embarrassment at the vet I called him BK, so it's official. Just imagine it stands for something really, really cool)
|Too dignified for his name|
|Stolen from a fellow blogger (I think?). Love it for obvious reasons...if you know the source, please let me know - I'd love to credit you/find a printable copy for my wall :)|