gypsy- queen of the cat universe

I love my cat, Gypsy! She is more like a dog than anything else, she hogs the pillow at night (yes, she sleeps on my pillow) and is now extremely spoiled... thanks to Jericho- but I wouldn't change her personality for the world.

Sunday, Sunday.... oh sweet Sunday

Sundays were meant for relaxing, at least in my opinion. The week is filled structure and schedule enough that I enjoy the fact I try not to plan anything on Sundays. It feels good to wing-it, lay on the couch with Gypsy and watch a movie when its 92 degrees and wicked humid outside. Days like this last week make me really excited for fall.

the fridge list

The fridge list is a blank piece of paper placed on the fridge and when someone says a word (i.e. a made up word) or horribly mispronounces a word then said persons name and the word that they said are then placed on this list for all to see.

It’s rather entertaining and humiliating at the same time… especially if you swear the word your saying is actually a word. Example: last night some friends and I were at my house hanging out… some went to leave and we were talking about possibly going to play laser tag and I was like… “Yeah, I will totally vouge for laser tag!!!” all excited I’d been introduced to a new activity to do this winter with friends. Jangles, mister dictionary himself looks at me and goes… “What did you say?” so I repeated myself again and he says… “You mean you’ll vouch for laser tag, right?” and I go… “No, its vouge…” and he’s starts laughing. Long story shortened- I’ve been saying vouge for vouch my whole life and absolutely had no idea that I was wrong.

Now the question is… can you speak Teresa?

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