Ode to a Dead Lizard
On the path to my front yard I spied,
A tiny lizard who had died.
Oh, little dude, all gnawed and chewed,
I blame my cats, they are so rude.
In other news, we have moved. At last! There are about a metric fuckton of tiny annoying and hugely annoying things that are pressing and or not so pressing right now, thus the lack of blogity blog on my part.
Things like my husband saying, "blah blah, blah, refinance the house, blah, blah, blah, good interest rates, blah blah blah, appraisal in a week or so." Did you catch that last part? Yeah. My husband is a great guy, but I don't think there's any question why I intend to take up slurping vodka tonics for my cardio.
Oh, and he dropped a washer/dryer combo on me last night. I'm only slightly exaggerating here.
