Tuesday, July 2, 2025
Hello! Happy summer. It's 5 a.m. and I'm awake, fostering an inner lark that I thought went dormant years ago. Instead of continuing the toss-and-turn choreography in hopes to be wearing myself out and falling back into a blissful summer slumber, I decided not to fight it. I can always take a well-earned midlife siesta later, continuing to perfect this feline art form. Insomnia=1; Lori=0. Fortunately, I'm having coffee talk with a bestie later this morning, so some strong caffeine at my favorite venue (Chicory Cafe) will most likely grow some hair on my chest and a few whiskers that I recently plucked on my chinny-chin-chin. I'll leave you with that visual. (You're welcome.) Like most people on this planet, Steve and I have been keeping busy. He's been learning a new-to-him gig at the library. When he's not there, he's here at home playing zookeeper to our pampered kitties and a mostly feral wife. Thanks to the expert sleuthing from my father-in-law, St...
