What? I'm too sexy for my fur.
Driving home from the doctor's in the rain. The sky was a lot darker than it came through on my phone camera.
Where I ended up spending Monday night through almost 3 am on Tuesday morning. The Spousal Unit's gallbladder decided that it was time to break up with him and nothing says "It's not you, it's me" more than the excruciating pain of gallstones.
The day we learn that Percocet makes the Spousal Unit really loopy and ask for vegetables at 3 in the morning.
In which the cats decide the Spousal Unit needs comforting. I think the look on the SU's face says rather eloquently how comforting almost 40 pounds of cat actually is.
Not a picture I took but it seemed appropriate. In all the hustle and bustle this week, I forgot to get something ready for a visiting instructor before I left to take my husband to the doctor to talk about setting up the surgery. My awesome co-worker (whose picture will be part of next week's Project pics) covered for me.
My mom decided I needed new clothes and sent me money for some so I went shopping today with Sara as my wingman.