Swine flu?

Clinic visit + H1N1 scare = fun with paper masks! My feeble cough is no match for the power of a sunny yellow prophylactic.

Sam is...

Asleep at last.

A walk

Shubbery & dog.

A view

Out for walkies.

Woof! (It's Wednesday)

Today is Woof Wednesday! Bark! And below is a more tranquil Sam-in-the-sunshine shot:

Super Snake!

Sam loves the big purple snake that Maggie got for him. He carries it around the house constantly while he displays "emo ears" (they are flat against his head) and wiggles his whole butt. The snake is about five feet long, has a big squeaker in the head, a small one in the tail, and a rattle. Sam has chewed off most of its tongue, yet it still hisses at him.

We'll cross that bridge...

Spent half my lunch waiting for the bridge. But it is sunny today!

Letters from Jen: Monday

Dear Monday,

I understand that weekends cannot last forever and that you have a job to do--suck out my soul through my rectum--but do you have to enjoy doing that job so much? I mean why not be a sunny, clear sky warm day on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday instead of torturing me through the office window? Why do you have to make Sam so extra snuggly and wiggly and cute in the morning when you know I have to get out of my lovely bed and go back to work? Most of all, why did you make every light turn red while morons raced alongside me on my way into the office?

Please get a decaf latte and chill. The world needs a nicer Monday.

Love,
Jen

Sam is...

Waiting eagerly.

Snugglebug

Sam would like to go back to bed and hide from the snow.

Really?!?

Unfuckingbelievable: snowing. And sticking.