Not much to write about
which is unusual for me. I  mean, even when there's not much to write about, I still write stuff. The truth  is, each day is pretty much identical to the one before it. So I don't know what  to write. Yesterday, I asked Charlie Brown if she wanted to go shopping, and she  asked me if we were going to have 'cinos. I've created a monster! We went, but  she was unbelievably naughty after I'd already ordered, and for the rest of the  night. One of those nights when I'm praying for bedtime to come quickly. We had  takeaway last night, because I was so stressed out from doing the shopping. It  made us both feel sick, so that was kind of a waste. Today, we're staying at  home because it's kind of gray and overcast, plus I'm still feeling a bit sick.  So we're going to try and get some cleaning up done, to prepare for our visitors  this weekend. Got to go now, 'cause Charlie's gone all quiet.   XOXO,  Sarah