Sunday
Rainy mornings are ideal for sleeping.

…unless, of course, you have cats who like to jump onto the windowsill and peer out through the closed blinds. Or chase each other through the apartment. Or fight under the bed. But, it’s hard to stay mad at them when they jump on the bed and look at you, as if to say: Pet me!!! You know that you want to pet me! PLEEEEEEEASE!

Adam and Dad called shortly after this, so I got a bit of family chat this morning. Rana will be home next week for a two-week visit. We aren’t going to make the trip, but we’ll see her at Christmas. This also means that we’ll miss Adam’s graduation (BAH!!), but he will be going to Oklahoma State, so we may fly him out here for a few days this summer.

I have no idea what I’m doing for the rest of the day. Bike ride? Utter laziness? I think that I’ll head to B&N and do a llittle drawing after Jess goes to work. Who knows…?

Peace.