She had a bewildered look on her face, mostly fear... as if we would ever forget her at a foreign Air Port.
"Kisha is home" and acquainting herself with her new bed.
I would like to thank every one (mostly the right on prayers of Ivan the Ho), Tks Da, the lump on my foot was stomped on by a throng of samba dancers. He (Edd) is now healing well and soon I'll be ably to enjoy jogging again even though the Doc recommended I didn't. what do doctors know anyway?
Thanks so much Mom for coming threw with my new jogging shoes. They are pink, some how I don't think you forgot not to get pink...but hopefully with enough running in the mud they can be turned to the darker side!! JJK, I'll take good care of them.
( Foreign Delights)
Along with such things as new shoes, Kisha brought me....drum roll.....Rrrrrrrrrrrppppp>>>PEANUT BUTTER!! AHAHAH.
Here peanut butter is pricy. I asked her to get it but didn't think she got the offline. That just goes to show how much Kisha rocks! Finger Licking Good!!
So after talking her into a stupor, we played a few songs and she passed out.
I then went off to "deep clean" where I found yet another little joy to make this day the coolest day in a while... a wittle wittle frogy on the window just above the sink. As the rain comes down the frogs come up! He had big bright eyes and was all slimy and brown, brown because he was on a wooden slab, but these little guys will change color at will. He tried to escape me but I simply had to have him, I held him as my captive for a moment. Slimy yet satisfying!
I wish frogs would love us as much as we love them... but I sensed he didn't, so, as with all my relationships, I some what reluctantly tossed him out the window. Wahaha... I've moved on.
I love you