Damn, did I sleep good last night. I went to bed at 9pm, didn't even make it to 9:30, and slept for 9 solid hours. I definitely feel better. Hopefully I won't be spillng things today.....or more to the point, hopefully, Julius Goat took his curse off me.
Hey Goat, I'm Silician and we believe in curses. And gypsies. My mom grew up in Sicily and left in the late 50's. Back then Sicily was riddled with gypsies. She says they knock on your door and beg for bread or oil. If you gave them some they'd go away satisfied. If you didn't, they'd put a curse on you. Do I really believe that? NO. Does my mom? Yes. She said cursed people would go to bed only to find themselves beaten up in the morning, but with no evidence that anyone actually entered the house. Creepy! Luckily I woke up bruise free. Goat, you ain't a gypsy, are you?
But enough of that....
Happy Birthday Waffles!!!! No matter how old you get, you'll always be 2 years younger than me. (Meh, actually 2 1/2 but I like to round down)
In honor of Waffles birthday, some virtual gifts. Below are some of Waffles' favorite things.
His fave drink
His latest addiction
His good ole addiction
The wife. No, not HIS wife, Dr. C's!!!!
You guys know how he feels about Au Pairs, right? Like angels sent from heaven
Very Josie in a wife beater...It's Waffles' birthday but you all get a gift.
Happy Birthay Waffles!