Rain, rain, go away. Or just turn into snow already. But please don't be a sheet of ice.
I like heated seats in my car. I like hot/warm drinks.
My brain is full. I think I need to be done for the day. SF is still kind of sick and for sure clingy so it's been a tiring day. Tomorrow is going to be movie day at our house. We shall wear pajamas and watch television and movies. Perhaps I'll even make popcorn.
It was supposed to be a fun night tomorrow, but I think that has been cancelled. I'm not sure. I'm never sure. None of my conversations ever seem to get resolved. I'm getting tired of living with uncertainty.
Good Night Peanut. Good Night SweetFace. I love you both.