I am tempted this morning to let Solaris type the update. He’s being my shadow and keeps looking at the keyboard as if he could do a better job. If any of the cats could type, it would be Sol. I’m sure what he wrote would be interesting as well, given his acerbic wit. He doesn’t quite have a hold on the parts of speech, though, which limits his ability to be helpful on mornings like this one. But when Belvedere looks at me with those big hound dog eyes and asks, “You’re coming back to bed, right?” it really is tempting to hand Sol the keyboard and walk away.
If we’re all a little droopy this morning, it’s probably because Kat and Tipper didn’t get home until after 2:00 this morning. I wasn’t expecting Kat home early in the first place. She attended a comedy show with a friend for a much-needed night out. I wasn’t expecting Tipper home until later this morning, though. There was a big text conversation about that issue yesterday afternoon. But something changed during the evening. Tipper messaged her mom around midnight asking to be picked up out near Greenwood. When one of our kids asks for help, we don’t ask questions, we drive. Questions can be addressed this morning, but the bottom line is that her safety always comes first. We’ll sleep later.
This is also one of those mornings where news editors are grasping at straws to find enough copy to cover the empty space. The most compelling headlines I’m seeing this morning? Get a load of these:
Look, this may be the last decent-temperature weekend for the year. We’re looking at frost warnings by this time next week. Get out of the house. Do that thing you’ve been putting off. Enjoy what’s left of this late-season heat wave.
I am tempted this morning to let Solaris type the update. He’s being my shadow and keeps looking at the keyboard as if he could do a better job. If any of the cats could type, it would be Sol. I’m sure what he wrote would be interesting as well, given his acerbic wit. He doesn’t quite have a hold on the parts of speech, though, which limits his ability to be helpful on mornings like this one. But when Belvedere looks at me with those big hound dog eyes and asks, “You’re coming back to bed, right?” it really is tempting to hand Sol the keyboard and walk away.
If we’re all a little droopy this morning, it’s probably because Kat and Tipper didn’t get home until after 2:00 this morning. I wasn’t expecting Kat home early in the first place. She attended a comedy show with a friend for a much-needed night out. I wasn’t expecting Tipper home until later this morning, though. There was a big text conversation about that issue yesterday afternoon. But something changed during the evening. Tipper messaged her mom around midnight asking to be picked up out near Greenwood. When one of our kids asks for help, we don’t ask questions, we drive. Questions can be addressed this morning, but the bottom line is that her safety always comes first. We’ll sleep later.
This is also one of those mornings where news editors are grasping at straws to find enough copy to cover the empty space. The most compelling headlines I’m seeing this morning? Get a load of these:
There are a few things worth reading as you kill time before today’s football games.
Look, this may be the last decent-temperature weekend for the year. We’re looking at frost warnings by this time next week. Get out of the house. Do that thing you’ve been putting off. Enjoy what’s left of this late-season heat wave.
Me, I’m going back to bed.
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