365 Project. Day 109, April 19: If you are the squeamish type, you may want to give this one a pass. I have to preface this by saying that I am completely wiped out from driving to and from Phoenix for regional weekend, and I'm suffering from a profound lack of sleep and creativity. I'm sitting here on my bed, waiting for Brian to get back from picking up Jennifer from her quartet carpool. So this picture is only slightly more creative than just taking a picture of the glass of wine sitting on my nightstand. My 20-year-old cat, Jasmine, has this "old people" thing that grows above her eye. Once before, it appeared and got bigger and bigger, and then one day it was just gone. Well, it has grown back, and boy, is it getting huge. It makes me think of Buddy in the film "Elf", turning the crank on the Jack in the Box in Santa's workshop, fearfully waiting for the song to end and the creepy clown to pop out. I keep hoping it won't happen while I'm around, but there it still is. Getting bigger. Maybe the last dog I'll ever own will be hanging around when it finally happens and he'll do me a solid with the cleanup.
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