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I've had an itch to write for a few days, but I can't seem to settle on a topic.  Here goes...




I drink half and half in my coffee and milk is not an adequate substitute.  All milk does is make my cup of coffee cold.  I often drink it black before I use milk.



What is the deal with these elbow poses in pictures?   It seems that every girl from age 3 to 30 stands with her elbow stuck out for all pictures.  Is that the only pose anyone can think of?  I'm ready for something different.




I'm not much of a country music fan, but I'm just a little crazy about Zac Brown Band right now.  I'm dying to know what he is hiding under that hat.  Probably just a bald head.

I've looked for pictures of him without the hat and there is not one to be found.  I do know that he is a cook and has a fancy gourmet kitchen trailer that tours with the band.  They cook for fans before concerts.  I have two different ZBB playlists that I use for elliptical workouts.  Something about their music makes for great pedaling.

My cat is sick.  He's sleeping right next to me...



...and I can hear him trying to breathe through his snotty nostrils.  Poor thing.  It's my fault.  The vet didn't actually say that, but what other conclusion am I supposed to come to when he says my baby has a virus that he probably wouldn't have gotten if he'd been up to date on his shots.  Bad cat owner.
(I really don't like to use the word gotten.  I should use contracted instead, but that sounds a bit too uppity.)



I celebrated my birthday last week the way I know best.  I had five desserts.  That most likely won't shock those who know me well. 
The first dessert was for breakfast.  The second one was at lunch.  The third one was during my first grade party.  The fourth one was at dinner and I did sincerely believe I was done at that point.  But then a friend surprised me with a huge chocolate cupcake with mounds of cream cheese icing.  Of course I ate it.  It was the right thing to do.