Lion has yet another reprieve from setting up the coffee pot. I won’t say he broke it on purpose, but…. (If I really thought he broke it on purpose, we’d have bigger problems than the coffee pot.) I don’t know how long it will be before the new one gets here, but he’s off the hook until then.
Ironically, I was thinking he should have a spanking just because I’m sure he’s done something to annoy me. I’ve been letting him get away with interrupting me. And a few times, after he’s interrupted me, he’s not only said what I was going to say but also gone on to mansplain all about it. It seems to me that warrants a spanking. Apparently, he can’t make it very long before he needs a refresher course on the physics of paddle-meets-butt.
I’m almost positive he was dreaming of a boner shot. Nope. Sorry. I didn’t sleep well last night and my sinuses are bothering me, so I can only muster enough strength for a spanking or play, but not both. He’ll have to wait for the boner shot.
We watched our football team absolutely stink up the field for the first half of yesterday’s game. It felt like it was going to be a repeat performance of last week’s debacle. I don’t know what was said in the locker room at halftime, but they came out and did a complete 180. True to form, they took it to the last possible minute before winning. I swear they’re going to give me an ulcer or a heart attack. (I really am glad football is back.)
This morning, I started soaking beans for another try at minestrone soup. Our first batch was good, but it needed more liquid. It was more of a chowder or stew than soup. Once the soup is on its merry way, I can take the garbage out to the curb and whomp a Lion butt. I may have to prioritize things, but I won’t forget to punish him.