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No Morning Should Include Cat Pee

So I was standing in my bathroom this morning straightening my hair, and I looked around the corner to see where the cat was and why she wasn’t in her usual spot, the bathroom sink.  She was perched over a pair of jeans that happened to be laying on the floor, PEEING ON THEM.  I obviously screamed at her and she bolted out the bedroom door, but why would she pee on a pair of pants when her litter box is in the same damn room?  There was plenty of litter in there, and it was relatively clean.  Was she just being an asshole or should I be worried something might be wrong with her?  As far as I know, she’s never really done this before.  She’s about 7.5 and had a clean bill of health at the vet on her last check-up.

Anyway, moving on.  The other morning on the radio I heard something that reminded me so much of Darren, and was cracking up.  A woman called in because her husband had used vacation days to stay home playing the new Call of Duty game, and now wouldn’t be able to travel home with her for the holidays.  She wanted to know if she was justified in feeling pissed off.  Well, boyfriend didn’t exactly take off from work since he is the boss, but he stayed home almost the entire day on Tuesday playing the exact same game.  Men and their video games.  Adrienne sent this out in an email the other day, and just, yes.

After getting all the way to the gym locker room on Tuesday night, and then realizing I forgot my sneakers, I was more than ready for a good workout yesterday.  35 minutes on the treadmill followed by lots of core work and push-ups.  Push-ups are not getting any easier, and I’m still struggling through 2 sets of 10. Wah.  Then I battled traffic for an hour going home, and made it just in time to watch the CMAs.

The CMAs are pretty much the only award show I watch, 1) because country boys are dead sexy 2) Carrie Underwood is hot, and 3) it’s back to back performances of all my favorite songs.  Last night’s show didn’t disappoint, well until Taylor Swift won entertainer of the year.  Can’t we just all agree she’s pretty much pop now?  I mean I still like her, but she shouldn’t really be considered country.

Well, happy Thursday! Almost to the weekend, unless you are lucky enough to have tomorrow off. I am not.