under pressure

okay, all you people begging for a blog entry... here you go. this one goes out to isaac in particular. i know you are allergic to me but i still think that we can be bffs. i know it.

so things are good. summer was exciting, many members of mookie's and kansas' families came to visit. they are cool. i especially enjoy when kansas' sister comes because she sleeps in my room. okay, it's supposedly called the 'living room' but let's face it, it's mine. i don't mind sharing it with her, she reminds me of kansas because they have the same hair color. and she also uses a high-pitched voice when she gets excited.

but let me tell you that september has been a bit rough. mookie is gone a bit more and it took me a few days to get used to it. the only good thing about it is extra love and attention when he gets home. i eagerly await his return:

and also, kansas has been around a little more, which is good. she is funny, or she thinks she's funny and i don't disagree with her. i can't because.... she has started to give me massages. now i think she always would have done it but i let her now. and i think i have this woman to thank, although she scares me... she scares me so much i have to hide under the coffee table. it's my fortress. it protects me, ya know. so watch this, if you dare...

again, i will try to blog more. a girl only has so many hours in the day and between green mouse, blue monkey, the velvet mouse twins, big monkey and my amazing new quilt (thank you grandma hewitt) i barely have time to poop. that's a lie, i always have time to poop, don't ya know it.

i'm off to stalk the neighbors who sit on their porch in lawn chairs. now they are funny.

hugs and kisses,
M