Cats on the Sofa...

and a silver spoon... No, that's not it. Oh, cats on the sofa and a big green blanket. Nope, but it's closer.

Tonight was great in that slow, easy kind of way. I lay on the sofa with a blanket and watched "The Day After Tomorrow". Both cats climbed up there with me. Binks decided to warm up my toes, and Mr. Bond climbed up on my chest. Seems appropriate that the super-spy decided to lay on the mountains of glory. Of course, I only saw half the movie - you know, the cat on lap = sleeping person phenomenon.

So now I'm all sleepy and my movie's over, so I guess I'll go to bed and let the cats suck the rest of the energy out of me.

G'night.