Hello Chickadees!* I feel like a dog that's being pestered by little kids: You're petting to0 hard, gonna bite...You're petting too hard, gonna bite...You're petting tOo hard, gonna bite! Don't look at me, don't stand next to me, don't talk to me, don't even breathe on me! Somehow, everyone is getting their paws on a piece of my time--except me. The only peace and quiet I've enjoyed in several weeks have been the moments I managed to steal away in the shower. Needless to say, it's making me all teeth and claws. To get my snickSnAcKSNARLS out, I went to my journal:
Ahhhh--better. Felt like a good belch. :) Now it's time to get out my big "NO Stick", stomp around in my boots and do some serious quiet time regulation! What gets your undies all in a bunch and brings out the cat claws? Do you need to bust out the Big Girl Teeth and No Stick this week? Tell me about it!