At the Entrance of the City Gates...

Soo, sooo, soooooo sleepy. I love cats, really do, and Ollie, supercute....but. I can't wait for Kates to come back home. The poor kitten cries at night, she's lonely, and I can't let her in my room. However, sometimes she manages to get in anyway and so I've got residual sneezy in the middle of the night - not enough to make me go "oh, take meds" but to keep me from having good REM sleep. That combined with the crying makes Amy a very tired girl.

Okay, love my liason. We get to do our annual consultation via phone. YAY Isabel YAY!