
Iβm being held hostage in my bed by my pets. Lance, our dog, is spooning with me and resting his head on my arm. Sammy, our cat, is sitting on my chest, not letting me breathe.

Iβm being held hostage in my bed by my pets. Lance, our dog, is spooning with me and resting his head on my arm. Sammy, our cat, is sitting on my chest, not letting me breathe.

Gave up on the goatee. Tired of the gray. Will grow it out again when I have time off in october

Bath time with the hubby

Some bubbly while I’m bubbly (Taken with Instagram at The Man Cave)

Now that is a utility belt. LOL
depends on what caused the bad mood. When I lost my father last year, I pretty much shut down. I would come home from work (if I even went) put in my headphones and go to bed, and this was at 6pm. If by “bad mood” you mean bitchy & cranky; I guess I just need some alone time to vent and then a good cuddle with my hubby
Yes, yes I would.