Happy New Year! Why in sam hell am I still awake?! I haven’t had any coffee in hours. I’m watching “The Eagle” with the hubby on some premium channel. I kind of feel like I missed out by not watching the ball drop this year . . . just in case the Mayans did have a valid point. And, can I just ramble . . . why on God’s green earth did NASA take the time to explain why that prediction is not true?!?! Hello . . . save the planet from mankind, and maybe the aliens, not from the crazies. If those “ancient aliens” people on the History Channel are right, we’re all pretty much screwed anyway. *sigh*
I’m freaking tired. I should just be quiet and go to bed. Lilly’s snoring up a storm next to me on the couch. Kenny’s doing God knows what on the interwebs on his computer. Ollie’s in a sleeping dog ball behind him on the chair.
They’ve had their “last outs” for the night . . . quite a while ago, in fact.
I need mine. Should I file this under “potty?” Nah.