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Today, I have a touch of some sort of evil virus, so I'm checking in to let you know that it hasn't killed me yet, and to also mention here that the apple cider I'm drinking is delicious.
Seriously, it's like sticking a straw straight into an apple.
Oh, and I need to keep you up to date with what's going on...
Although I announced it a few days ago on Facebook, some of you may have missed the unfortunate happenings of our resident mouse, Zachery Ty Bryan II (not to be confused with the real ZTB, who I hear is doing fine and not, to my knowledge, living on pancake leavings behind our stove).
The mouse was found and presumed the loser in a battle with Husband's car. He will be remembered for his fondness of dog food and scaring the crap out of me, if I happened to be up late working or searching for something to eat at midnight.
He will be missed. I lied. He will be missed sort of. I lied again.
We're getting a cat.
Why this is at all interesting to you as a Reader (I capitalize because I care):
1.) Neither Husband and I are really cat people but we're going to try.
2.) Although Husband says he's not a cat person, he's displayed unusual zeal for picking out said cat.
3.) Our dog may not be a cat person. Our children may not be cat people. And the cat may not be a person cat.
I can't think about it too much right now. Updates as they come in. I'm off to finish this cider and observe the children not caring I'm sick by poking me in the ear and shouting directly into my face.
Until Next Time, Readers!