Well, dears, what I love most about my home is that I don't have this sitting on my bed when I come home:
Ah! I think it can see into my soul...
Husband has cats, but at least they aren't Uri Geller here (bending my mind's spoon and then jamming it into my mind's eye... bah! I just got the willies thinking about that...).
Note: Googling our friend Uri (the man, not the cat), one of the main pics to come up was this one. Of course. Oh of-gosh-darn-course they were friends.
Happy Monday and irrelevant blogging to 'ya. That's really the advice for Monday - try and goof off to make it go faster.
