“It could have been chocolate cake…”

I don’t consider myself a sore loser. In fact, I work very hard to be a gracious loser. We can’t all win all the time. Losing Game 2 in the World Series is just a blip, really, and not completely overwhelming given that we had won Game 1.

• • •

I think it’s you-had-to-be-there funny

Stopped at Starbucks this morning…my excuse being that we are out of milk at home and a mocha, being mostly skim, is a great way to get my daily allotment of dairy…and saw something really funny. Not sure if it’s ha-ha funny or you-had-to-be-there funny, but I’ll post it anyway.

• • •

News…some good, some not

It’s a rather dreary day out there…perfect for a forgotten roast. Only, I can’t make a forgotten roast because the bottom heating element on the oven broke last week and we’ve forgotten to fix it. Oh, the irony!

• • •

Meow!

Congratulations to Steffi for the addition of two kitties to her home! Yay! Names are still being decided (the shelter-inflicted names of “Kim” and “Mama Rose” have got to go, we decided). Being that she’s a big baseball fan and a huge Cardinals fan, I threw out Albert Purrjols and Yadier Meowlina, but she didn’t go for it. Not sure why, really, as those are kick-ass cat names and quite creative. After she got done laughing, she simply said, “No.” and then we moved on. Alright then.

• • •

Plan the work, work the plan

Sometimes things just don’t go as planned, no matter how organized you are. In those situations, the only thing you can do is be thankful for what did go right, and for those people who stepped up and helped make the best of the situation.

• • •

Paging Beano

Dilemma: do I attend 1-3 Cardinals play-off games or do I stay at home and spend time with my Doodle? Gut reaction is DoodleTime, because I don’t feel like I get to see her enough as it is, because I went to every single play-off game two years ago (it’s feeling rather “been-there-done-that” at this point), and because I’m just frikkin’ tired. Tired of running here and there, doing this and that, and at the end of the weekend feeling like I didn’t really have a weekend.

• • •