Last night, Carrie and I took our lives into our hands and trimmed Colin's claws. He was none too pleased about this, but the job got done (well, 3 out of 4 paws, but close enough). I knew something had to be done when yesterday he ripped one of my sheets when I was trying to make my bed.
I firmly believe that since I'm stuck at work on a Friday, I should be brought treats. Why haven't our vendors bribed us lately? Of course, I'm making up for it by baking a cake for tonight. Why? No real reason (other than the fact that cake is, of course, a miracle). Like that time last year I brought in a cake because my boss had been craving cake lately. Cake Day! Why not? So when Steve asked if there'd be cake at game night tonight...well, why shouldn't there be cake?
Cake would be good for me. I've been in a bit of a funk lately. Work is just crazy and the weather sucks and I have a headache. Just overall very blah. Hopefully this weekend will pull me up a bit. Spike's coming to visit and we're going to check out the (waterlogged) Cherry Blossom Festival. I love cherry blossoms. They're so pretty and smell fantastic. I do love spring. I just wish that the weather would get the "spring" memo and improve. I could do with some sunshine.
Current song in my head:
"Annie Waits" by Ben Folds