Mister Pinkerton has discovered how to get up onto my work bench which is very sweet but it causes concern when it comes to the safety of his little tail since I nearly burned it off yesterday when he strolled up to my soldering bench unannounced.
Snuggly–ness duly noted.
Cat flambe avoided.
I just made a pot of french press and when I went to make my coffee milky I realized we are out of milk. The worst mornings include milk-less-ness. Ask RW and he’ll tell you that I flip out when we’re out of milk in the morning — it’s like a horrible omen of sorts.
“THOU SHALL HAVE A ROTTEN MORNING DUE TO THE ABSENCE OF YOUR FAVORITE LIQUIDIOUS DAIRY PRODUCT”
Pish posh.
:::EDIT:::
Ugh. Milk run turned into a latte and bagel run instead.
Latte tastes crummy.
Bagel shop was out of cranberry orange bagels. My favorite.
Humph.
The milk-less-ness did this to me.
O Pinkerton, O Pinkerton! How cute art thee! Here’s my poetry of the year.
And I too do understand milklessness. I go out odd hours of day or night to find milk. Wishing you a milky mustache day Dear Miss Plume!
Starbucks never runs out of milk 🙂
Love from Ioway and sending smiles on this, the LAST official day of school before summer break. Ahhhh…
I have made the same mistake….I am now shaking my head side to side.
There is a time for latte and not every moment is the right time.
Go get some milk and restart the morning as if nothing happened! : )
Here here!
happy long weekend 🙂
on the bright side its a nice long Holiday weekend!! YAY. Hope your friday starts looking up!
It’s God trying to teach you not to ruin His blessing to you (une presse du cafe) by dumping in a bodily excretion that was only ever intended for infant bovines.
Jesus takes it black. Yep, ask him.
Well then you should just drink black coffee 🙂 I'm kidding, although I gave up on finding a milk/sugar ratio I liked enough, and just gave in to the "blackness."
My cat likes to climb all over my desk too. I give him one corner to sit on (by the window) but sometimes he gets sneaky and lays on my computer instead. The other day one of the folders on my desktop was renamed ",,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,"
Happy Friday. I do hope some milky coffee cheers you up. And if I had a cranberry orange bagel, I'd give it to you.
<3
you’re cute when you’re cranky!
just as i wrote this, my kitten-puss attacked the keyboard.
the other night, i was drawing with charcoal and she had to be sitting ON the charcoal pad…her little white socks were gray for three days.
you are the milk in my coffee-colored heart…and it’s true…you’re vampire alabaster and i’m hazelnut hued.
that made no sense
but i don’t care
’cause i love youuuuuu
xoxoxoxoxo
You silly-lovely lady!
whom makes me laugh, and I’ll send you some luck flying your way, which you should magically receive…
…
…Now!
🙂
my kitty does the same thing, the minute i am doing something other then snuggling her she wants to be right on top of whatever it is.
And I agree that coffee without milk is jsut not worth drinking.
Hope your day and month get better!
I will send good vibes your way 🙂
I’ve been out of milk for 3 days now… imagine how cranky I am!! No coffee or cereal.
‘jesus takes it black’
teehee
joel you’re hilarious
and as for pinky-rinky-doo, i’m glad he’s not a furry ball of flame. he’s much to cute for that.
you need a COW!
A beautiful, silky-soft jersey girl!
you can name her Daisy or something else just as cute. think about it:
cow+milk+happy
Wait, I thought that’s what boys were made of . . . and I have to side with the black coffee drinkers, but in the spirit of empathy, it makes me quite grumpy when I’m out of coffee in the morning. And I own a coffee shop, so I should just feel sheepish, but no, it’s harumph grumpy. I hope your day improved and that you have a lovely memorial day weekend (and that Robert’s home to enjoy it with you, because that would make it all better).
EVERYBODY names their silky jersey cow Daisy…I’d name mine Belinda…just to be contrary.
right on. that’s my plume. Belinda is a fiiiine one.
you could make her a sweet bell and ride her into the hills for a jaunt.
oh and a garland of snapdragons would be a nice touch.
d’you know what? speaking of snapdragon, i think THAT would be a GREAT name for a jersey. oh man, if i could have a jersey i SO would.
…i don’t have snapdragons.
I’d better add them to the list for the next nursery visit. I need more tomatoes too…
…ooOOoo yes, a silky~soft jersey…love the idea Taddyporter…& i gotta have one for my daily cup of Earl Grey…& i'd name her…Sweet Pea…or Petunia…or Twinkie…or Mabel…or…
PS: …& when you notice your smithing tools missing…i bet Pinky knows where they are…=^..^=
Dude. The Saint just laid the smack down. And you want to know what’s even better? I was just over in his house drinking my CREAMYRIFIC COFFEE an hour ago. I think Jesus likes all coffee (except those really crappy coffee-pod-things that you just put in a machine and pour water over – that’s all the devil’s work right there).
HA HAAAA!!A!!A!A!!AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaa!
I am dazzled Wish I could purchase all when when can I attempt a look and purchase…. AND YOU KNOW i ADMIRE YOUR POETRY and creative spirit all around.