It's a Hard Knock Life . . .

After an irritatingly long week, I don't think it's too much to ask that I sleep in. A cuddle with the ktty is always a nice bonus. Toddling outside with a book and sangria (made with Little Black Dress - yumm - see Winerismsm post if you do not understand) I began to relax with a book. Trusty cell phone to keep me in touch with the world, good book, drink, and a sunny spot; what more could I ask for?

Quiet.

That's what I could have asked for. Darn birds chirping with their little, "It's morning! I'm a bird! There's a worm! Aren't I irritating?"

Grr. Might as well go back and cuddle the kitty. Maybe I'll bring her a bird.