Lonely Mrs.

Last night:

I ate popcorn and pixy stix for dinner.

I watered every single flower/bush that survived my neglect "care" this year.  And possibly even some pretty weeds.

I sang and danced to Sara Bareilles with the pups, but we got too tired to break out some Lady Gaga.

I watched 3 hours straight of America's Funniest Home Videos, and laughed more at the pups' interest in the television screen than what was actually playing on the screen.  (Penny loves the animal montages.)

I slept with a light on in the kitchen, living room, bathroom, and on the back deck.

I woke up to every single little noise... even if it was just the pups rolling over in the kitchen.

I dreamed that stupid big scary dinosaurs came to our house and smashed our pumpkins, but Andrew and Penny scared them away with the water hose (while Copper and I hid in the closet).

I let Kitty Bug sleep right on my neck, and every time she woke me up, I pet her instead of kicking her off and rolling over.


If you guessed that Andrew is out of town, you are correct.
I miss him.