The Momoa Encounter!
Sunday, May 11, 8:30AM *** May I also add this literally comes as an early gift for my Bday considering it’s a month away. Yeah. I like to look at it that way. Yes. So, Mela wakes up. At 5:00AM actually because Grasu insisted on playing with his toys and I was so damn pissed. I know he feels “released” once he poops but he can spend all that good energy in going back to sleep, once the load has been taken off. Or snore, or purr, or whatever else he likes doing other than playing. But no. He decides a good chasing after his rats at 5:00AM is absolutely in order. So I too have to chase him around the house to calm his ass down. I finally manage to get some more sleep – which is a miracle, because once I’m up, well, I’m up and there’s no going back! 8:30AM I wake up and I decide I need to finish whatever I need to finish before I leave to Romexpo. But I hardly ever stick to plans and so I end up doing my Jillian Michaels work out at about 10:00AM which means that by 11