so spoiled!
I recently adopted two 8 months old kittens. They are brothers and are adorable. It is the first time I was ever in charge of another life, let alone lives. It is up to me to say when and what they eat. That is just weird. I find myself denying them food. “you don’t need another treat that is the size of a chocolate chip”. Thats not fair to them. Each time I go to the kitchen, they follow me in looking for food and I dont give them anything thinking “they” dont need it”. Just like I dont need another 3 oreos or another slice of my pumpkin roll. Hypocrite. Everytime I am going in the kitchen ITS TO EAT, who am I to say “no” to them at the same time? That has hypocrital as Ray Lewis saying its bad to kill people. Sorry kitties. Have at the treats and the bag of food.
So my parents came up to have dinner the other night. And knowing that they have always watched the Sopranos. They also knew that I never watched the show before. I proceeded to tell them that I borrowed season 1 and was starting to watch from the beginning. So I was explaining where I as after the first couple of episodes. Then my mom says “I can’t believe that Tony got shot last week”. What the fuck mom! Thanks for chiming. How would you like it if you were about to watch Sixth Sense for the first time and I said “by the way, Bruce Willis is dead the whole time” or how about “Ross and Rachel end up together”. Why don’t you just tell me the score of a game that you know I am taping to watch later! Thanks mom! HA.
