I'm not unpatriotic... It's just that I really hate fireworks! I refuse to 'hide' in my own house so that leaves me free to roam from room to room growling and 'ruffing' and 'huffing' all damn day and nite long. We haz tried closing up the house, we haz the gurl turn her music up loud (she loves that!) and leaving the a/c fan running. All to no avail. so forgive me if I sound unpatriotic or something but I really hate this weekend of the year. The older I get; the more I am crabulated by it. I'm currently so crabulated I'm horkin up a good one as we speak! Hold on...
Ugh; that's better... Anywayz, where was I? Oh ya: That Woman's camera phone is so crappy she can't capture the sounds of my discontent to share. They are quite loud I assure you! So, until round about Wednesday, after every juvenile boy has finally
shot their wads run out of noise makers, I'm in self imposed lockdown (and so is everyone else!).
Only nice thing about it is I'm here for lunches when sliced ham is served or even better at night when *que angelic music* chicken is served. BTW; I can eat and growl at the same time. Ya, cuz that's how I roll.
I WOULD like to give a SHOUT OUT of HOOORRAYY! Mr. Pierro is home safe and sound and Miles is
due to be released from prison should be home this evening. I can't tell you enough how relieved I am that both boyz are fine and all is well over at the Happy Place! It was a real worry there and we waz purrrrayin our hearts out!
Oh; and we can't wait to find out what jailhouse tattoo's the boyz got! We haz bets goin :)
Ms. Stella O'Houligan