The actual temperature is 105.
Got 90 pounds of cat litter in the car. There's the 30lb bag Movie Man put there Saturday. The other 60? Well, I purchased three 20lb bags for 86 cents each. A name brand too. No joke. The grocery store I ventured to is in the midst of remodeling, hence had a sale. These bags of litter had been trampled on, but heck--the stuff inside of the bags was still good. It's gonna be real hot cat litter, 'cause I ain't gonna be dragging it all in just this second.
Brad, Angie and the brood in People magazine. All for a scant 14 mil. At least it's charity's gain.
Who has read the Stephenie Meyer Twilight Books? I never heard of them or her until last week. Curious. I know a movie is coming out later on. She says she had 'a dream' and wrote this story. Since dreams do come true, maybe the ones I have that center on Terrance Howard and Tom Hanks will come to pass.
The birds in my backyward await their evening feed and water. My cats ignore me, like I ignore my kitchen floor that craves attention of a mop--again. The DVR yearns to have its "PLAY" button tapped for today's trip to the Young and Restless's Genoa City. And my salad will satisfy with the BEST croutons in the world sprinkled on top: New York Texas Toast Croutons....yum!
Monday Monday...so good to me!
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