I'm none to pleased to introduce my new best friends: Queasy and Sleepy. Both are a bit on the needy side, always standing next to me, never giving me much of a chance to breathe. I mean, they seem to be a bit suffocating, and for as much as I love meeting new people, I've had my share of these two overbearing companions. With them around, I don't get the chance to do my normal things. For one, it's a battle to just climb out of bed as Sleepy is very comfortable to snuggle with, much to the chagrin of my poor neglected husband. For another, Queasy is a very smooth talker, constantly keeping me out of the kitchen, causing a serious dent in the bank account as we must leave the house to forage for food. The neglected husband I mentioned, well he's actually had to succumb to buying sweets at ::gasp:: the grocery store...oh my!
I really can't wait until our ever persistent house guests get bored and move on to greener pastures.