*sings at the top of her lungs* TOOOMORROWWW! TOOOOMORROWWW! I'LL BOINK YA! TOOOMORROWWW! IT'S ONLY...A DAAAAYYYYY....AHHH.....WAAAAYYYYYY!!! YOWZA!
How nice. That got the birdies going better than the Good Morning Jesus song did this morning. They must know Daddy's coming home. I'm going to give them the benefit of the doubt, anyway, 'cuz otherwise I'm fixing to make me some African Grey gumbo. Nemo has been a royal pain in my fanny this morning. I just fixed him a bowl of fresh pellets, a bowl of fresh Special K, and a bowl of fresh carrots, corn on the cob, celery, apple, globe grapes (the only grapes he will eat) and raspberries. What does he do? He starts throwing food at me and pulling his dishes off the cage because I neglected to fill up his peanut holder. Ungrateful little shitfactory.
Speaking of Africans (like that segue, do ya?) I reminded the Innocent Bystander to wish everyone a happy Kwanzaa before he leaves the Fatherland. He reported in this morning. He has been from his boat to Warri to Lagos, through two airports, and says that NO ONE knew what the flock he was talking about. I could do a whole post on the parallels between the seven principals of Kwanzaa here and in Nigeria, but then I would be walking that racist tightrope again, and I certainly wouldn't want that. Besides...for the sake of THIS blog, I'm not that deep. *church lady look*
Well, I rectom I'd better cut this short today. I went over to the house to get a bottle of non-fartwater so I could make coffee this morning and my neighbor stopped me on my way out. Seems she needs someone to take pictures of bruises she has all over her arms, chest, legs etc. I didn't get the details, but evidently there is trouble in paradise, because when I got back from the house, her boyfriend was back and he's packing all of his stuff up. I guess she'll be over here soon so I can document her 'evidence'. Hope he doesn't turn all her gas on like he did last time. I have been watching out of one eye whilst I wrote this, and he just finished getting his boat on the trailer, so it looks like they may mean business, although this isn't the first time this has happened.
See ya'll tomorrow! I imagine I will be ON MY GAME so you can expect all kinds of merriment as I ready the girly bits for their final deflowering of the year. Can you FEEL the excitement?