Paul (the cat) and I need to go back to decision-making school. And this time? We need to not cheat off each other.
Neither he nor I make great decisions. He where Bella is involved. He is constantly being whacked in the face by her, jumped on by her, jumping on her or trying to eat her food - the latter two which result in scolding. And to prove his point, he just this second walked up to her and tried to head butt her (his way of showing affection). It's a case of loving someone that is bad for you.
Me? My stomach. I make bad decisions when it comes to what I eat. If my stomach is hurting, my general response is to just put something else in it, which 9.8 times out of 10 doesn't help and generally makes things worse. It's a lesson I can't seem to learn.
Well, there's my year end reflection for you. Have a happy and safe New Year.
I'm going to watch fabulous drag queens, drink champagne, kiss the spouse and have brunch at 2 am - all while wearing a stylish sequined tank top (thanks, Amanda!) and wonderful silver circle ring (thanks, Sarah!).