Is your name Velveeta Jones?

I feel like I shouldn’t type too much, as this keyboard isn’t very good at being silent, and Jake has already gone to bed.

Good thing nothing really happened today.

It is such a perfect temperature, and I love that.

We were lazy, didn’t go for a walk or anything. Well, I was lazy. I’m sure if I didn’t need to wash my hair, I wouldn’t have even bothered showering, that’s how lazy I was feeling.

Nachos with checca sauce instead of salsa is… kinda gritty. In a weird cheese-ish way. I don’t even know what I mean, so I doubt I make sense to any of you.

Trogdor has been so active today, I love it. He keeps going from days of no moving, no eating to days of total activity.

Ha, obviously I am getting slack with watching Jake’s bank account. The rent check got deposited before the monthly SS money came in, so we got overdrawn. Woo. If I had taken the check sitting in front of me to the bank when we got it, that would’ve solved all that. Silly Sezzie.

This morning there were a bunch of birds hanging out in the window and tree and on the wire right next to this computer. I believe there were 3 wire, 3 tree and one window.

(Clicking it gives you a bigger version.) I couldn’t pull the blind up because he would’ve flown away. He was already eyeing me carefully.

Little fatty who was holding himself up with feet on two branches.

Nature is awesome, and I ask Jake weird questions.