Today is Saturday. I did not leave my bed until 12:30. Last night I was fueled by a weeks worth of frustration into drinking 7 beers, which led to a nasty hangover this morning in addition to cramps. I felt like amorphous blob oozing up from the primordial goop. The blankets/sheet tangles would not release me, and yet my head pounded, keeping me awake.

Luckily for me, I have the world's best husband. He fetched me some pain killers as well as bringing me breakfast in bed. Cheesy eggs with ham and buttered toast! Yum. He is a keeper, so hands off ladies!

My Saturday schedule was pretty tight. I drank a cup of bottom-feeder coffee, (The muck at the bottom of the coffee pot is extra strong and leaves grit in my teeth, but I was in no mood to make a fresh one,) and stared at my computer monitor, I took the cat outside for a field trip so he could chew grass and sniff every rock.

A thunderstorm moved in this afternoon, blowing over 2 lawn chairs and overflowing the gutters. It was neat.

And now I am again staring at the computer screen, listening to the Aquabats and looking forward to a nap.

Thank god for weekends.