g'morning

i got a wrong number call this morning. what a let-down. first of all, when my phone rings, i hear one of my favorite songs so it gets me ALL excited. second, someone is calling me! more excitement! thirdly, when my phone rings, it's abrupt noise out of nothing, so it's startling and i usually jump.

so this is what happens and then i answer the phone and it's some guy who says, "I need to get directions to your place." No preface, no "Hi, I have an appointment" or anything like that. I mean, obviously it's a wrong number. Usually if they ask for someone who isn't here I can just say, "I'm sorry. You have the wrong number." But there wasn't an easy segue with this lead-in. So I say, "Who do you think you're calling?" Whatever his answer was, it wasn't my name, so I revealed the truth of the matter, that he had the wrong number. It all made me giggle a little bit.


so i smacked my cat this morning. i was luxuriating in bed, minding my own business. i have nothing pressing to be done today, so i was just laying around, literally. piscin typically will flop down somewhere, usually close to my pillow. i was laying on my stomach, so my arms were just out there. i went to move one and apparently lost depth perception in the process or something, and i totally smacked her in the face! it surprised her, she squeezed her eyes shut and did the pull-the-head-in-close-to-the-body-reflex. i felt so horrible! it even made a popping sound, poor thing! so i apologize profusely (not that she can understand me) but tried to comfort her a little bit, 'cause i didn't do it on purpose. if i had done it on purpose, there would have been an accompanying cackle and menacing grin. (or so i like to think! heheh)