"Can't Deny it, Can't Pretend..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

So to-day--! I found out why Cali was so ill all over the place a few days ago. She ate approximately half of the chocolate-cherry cordials. That would just about do it, you silly snuggly creature.

And Maggie's been vacuuming up chocolate chips. For goodness' sake, it's a wonder they're not all dead, it really is.

I got to go Christmas shopping to-day, and have already got several projects started, which makes me feel suitably productive. That is a feeling a need to keep from going insane, so. That's good. To-morrow I need to call Nana and Granddad. I have also got to get a new chair for the computer, because the substitute one we're using in place of the one Cali ruined is driving me mad. It doesn't swivel. Swivel chairs are a necessary part of my habitat. Meeble.

Butyes. With the productive, with the activity, with the possible job interview, all of which is keeping me sane. Go me.

Comments

[theatre-angel.livejournal.com]

It isn't poisonous, but it can make them very sick if they eat a lot of it, so we try to keep any and all human food out of range of the dog. Unfortunately, he can reach anything at the edge of the table, and often does, and we once found a whole stash of wrappers wedged into the corner of the couch.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Oh, good lord. Oh, dear. Yes. They're awfully ingenious at getting things that aren't good for them. >_>