anigo | (no subject) (Reply)

It is Sunday night and no inlaws. I have just finished cleaning my house from top to bottom. There is no more cat hair, dog hair, kitty litter, inlaw smell... no nothing. I have just finished a mighty fine dinner and am topping it off with a really decent bottle of shiraz. Sadly, two fruit flies nearly drown in my Shiraz. Lucky for them I saved them before they went down for the last time. Unfortunately, however, I squished them, so they met an untimely death regardless. It's raining and it's been threatening thunder all evening. Earlier we had a wonderful thunderstorm with... hey, there's the thunder before I even finished typing the sentence. How fortuitous is that? (Gonna say with hail and everything) Tomorrow I am sailing in rain and 30 knot winds. This makes me unreasonably happy. Perhaps it's the shiraz.

All in all, life is good. And it ain't just the shiraz.