Maybe I will start adding a Mood: ?? at the end of each blog, because I swear people are trying to drive me crazy.

The girls are at the kennel. Zoe kills me. She HATES it there and cries so much when I leave her that I cry.

Oh, I do love Amy Winehouse "I cried for you on the kitchen floor"..."sniff me out like I was tanqueray"..."tear me down like Roger Moore"....at least, I think that's what she says. If it is, bloody brilliant. That's my favorite song. I had it up so loud once that I vibrated some glasses out of the cabinet. Thankfully they were plastic.

I have so much to do. I really do. I need my carpets shampooed. I need leak in my ceiling fixed, and I hope that doesn't need new pipes. If we weren't going out of town tonight, I'd have gone to Sherwin Williams for a gallon of touch up paint for the downstairs. The walls are looking a bit like shit.

mood: feck off, would ye? :-)