I need chocolate. And ice cream. And a box, about cat-sized. So I can bury the kitty I ran over this morning. Not on purpose. I was taking the kids to seminary when I felt this bump and heard A scream. J looked out the back window and said, "Yep it's a cat." Then, "Yep, it's dead," and proceeded to text everyone at the High School about it.
I felt so crappy. Someone's kitty. Dead. I know it's total cowardice but I'm glad the owner doesn't know who did it. That would really suck.
So, A says, "Remember the cat you ran over this morning, mum?"
(Cat, you say? Ran over, you say?)
"Well, it was my friend's cat and she's really mad at you, and ME. Thanks a lot Mum!"
(No! Thank the finger happy compulsive texting girl! The one whose mother called me to tell me that she: "...dragged the corpse to the side of the road for ya! You're welcome!")
So, everything is annoying me. Even my blog. Especially the background. Can it be any more cheerful? Purple flowers! Ugh! I need a serious background. Someone tell me where I can find a serious background. One that means business. One that says, "I don't run cats over willy nilly."
And who asked that girl on the sidebar to smile so large? It's pathetic. I need to get that picture off here post haste. There's only so much happy face I can take...
And I need someone to whine to. Oh, there you are...
(changed the background... thanks for the suggestion Sherrie!)