April Cold.

Bloggy, you are almost a year old.  Happy Birthday.  Baby Lasagna's birthday is in April.  (Baby Lasagna is my cat, Bloggy).  Along with many other contenders starring: my son, my mom, my sis and my hubs.  But also the cat's.

My god it is so freaking cold in April,  For realz?  Softball and baseball practices are cancelled due to SNOW.  Okay, global warming. Well played.

Let's see.  Helen is short and Eleanor is tall.  What else is new.  Oh Helen says she may be getting the puberty any day now.  So I have that to look forward to.  Nothing like any old reminder that we are all just ANIMALS.  As Baby Lasagna blinks at me and stalks away.  (Baby Lasagna is my cat, Bloggy.)

Man I am not trying to brag but the amount of people on facebook who have blocked me?  Is a lot.  Ha ha,  Haters. This makes me sort of famous.  I mean, I don't know what you have to do to actually block someone on facebook (as I have blocked nobody and pretty much love everybody except evil peeps).  Like I seriously would not know how to do it.  Because doesn't blocking someone mean you kind of think about them?

But for real sometimes I think about random peeps and I am like hey I wonder how they are doing and they were always so nice and I hope they are well and what are they up to AND WHA...?  Oh, they blocked me.  Huh.  Guess that feeling isn't reciprocal.  Ha.  I am going to play with my OTHER FRIENDS in the sandbox.  Cause that's the way bitches roll.