Tuesday

Number of roommates sleeping here: three
Number of roommates that paid rent for June last weekend: five
Number of beers in the fridge: one
Number of bottles of wine on kitchen counter, opened: two
Number of hamburger buns left over from barbecue: five
Number of boxes of burgers left in freezer from barbecue: three none
Number of ears of corn left over from barbecue: six frozen, one in the fridge


I love having a man in the house. Today , London Fling took me out for a walk when he got home, around 6:30. Had I waited for Bee, I probably would have peed on her brand new rug that's near the patio door. Then she would have evicted me. Not good, because I like it here.

Plus, the man lets me sit on his lap, and he lets me sit on his lap on the couch, just like Dee (not like Bee, who doesn't allow me up).

In other news, 28 more days until Bee's b-day. She's sent out phone calls to associates demanding they either clear their calendars for the last week in July, or book fabulous dinner reservations for one-on-one dinners. Good Lord. I though this was the girl who's always walking around saying how fat she is.

Perhaps if she laid off the indulgent meals, she wouldn't have a problem. Hmph.