Busted Weekend. Full of work, work and more work. Then, laundry. Then, I wanted to do something relaxing for me, so I started on this:





But then, this dog






was all up in my grill asking me what I was doing making a monkey of all things. I was all, whatevs, biotch. I need to chillax. So, I kept going.





But then, this cat





Was like, "Fool? This dog be hungry and he lonely, too, 'cuz you always at work. And I hate you." My cat's grammar is atrocious, but she also bites my feet whenever I walk by, so I listen to what she says. But, I did sneak a peek at this book





And I started making some stuff... more later.