If only they were real people. And not figments of my imagination.

Or cats. Lots of cats.

I spent the majority of yesterday reading “Outlander”. Because the television series is about to start. And I would like to know when to expect the hot sex. I feel like I should have spelled that sexxx. Because they do it. A lot. Multiple times a chapter. In dirty ways.

And that is how I spent my Sunday. My Monday is going to be spent doing a slight variation on yesterday’s activities. Got the day off. So, I’m going to read about people getting off. Seems appropriate.

They are so thinking about doing it. Right now.

Other than reading, there has been talk of running errands with Teacher Sis and discussing her triumphant return from a birthday weekend in Nashville.

Ooh, eggs. And sausage. Burrito!

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC