Friday, January 11, 2013
A Sick Day With Turbo
I've been feeling under the weather all week long. I kept thinking, "Ugh. I have no outfit photos for the week." This is because no one wants to see me in yoga pants or Uggs. It's not cute, it's not fashionable and combined with a runny nose, it's just plain sad.
The only one happy about my home-bound situation was Turbo. The guy would not get off of me all day long. My one reprieve from having 70 lbs. of perpetually-shedding fur on my lap was when I got up to grab lunch. I came back to the couch to discover him fast asleep in what can only be described as Superman-mode. His extended paws and half-closed eyelids were twitching while he was deeply dreaming (about flying, I assume). I may have been feeling bad, but at least I was thoroughly entertained, cuddled and loved.