Uuuuuggggghhhhh.
2:45. More acid reflux. No Tums. No ability to coherantly put together a sentence. So tired.
And I'm telling you if that bloody cat picks at the door one more time we're all going to have some nice, fuzzy mittens this winter.
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We were planning, if we ever get another cat, to name it Mittens for just that reason.
I think they might also make nice hats.
There is nothing worse than acid reflux in the middle of the night. Give me a child with diarrhea instead! lol
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