Daisy, me, the cats, the birds; the only sounds are Daisy fussing around in the kitchen and me typing away at this little computer.
But nobody speaks.
But all of a sudden the magic is gone.
Because you can hear cars racing by, birds chirping.
And it’s gone.
The spell has broken.
And I don’t think peeps are reading my blog.
Great. I just sent an email asking people to read my blog. Does that make me seem like to much of a beggar, or what? I hope not.
I smell cookies.
At least I hope they’re cookies. It’s probably just breakfast. But hey, that WOULD be cool if we were having waffles, cuz I’m mad about waffles.
But unfortunately, our waffle maker broke.
BUT I LOVE WAFFLES
I don’t think the watchamacallit on the second line fits there.
But it looks like it fits there.
So I’m just gonna leave it there.
Okay now this is just random.
I LOVE STRING CHEESE
Kay. I just had some bacon, we don’t have any milk, and I want a drink that is not water that I like.