Up Too Early

Well here I am, 2.24am! I hate waking early. You try to lay there. The eyes are willing as they are closed but the brain... oh no... the brain is ticking over. I have had a cuppa tea and a couple of arrowroot bickies and checked my email. Nothing much happening right now... Gypsy is in my bed, fast asleep. Reuben is in his bed with the fan on but fast asleep. Anton... well he went out last night and didnt come home... he is such a cat... just doing whatever he pleases... or is that male thing?

Nine msn... has a picture of a petrol bowser with a caption "Missiles hit oil prices"! OMG I hope petrol doesnt go up too high or I wont be able to afford to drive anywhere.

I went to Katrina's last night after I dropped Reuben off. We had a cuppa tea. She was expecting Billy to come over and see her new car, an Elantra. He finally came and brought his new baby, Bailey. A little male staffy. So cute and he still had puppy breath.

Steve rang while I was there and asked me what was happening with Reuben and the money from the game he returned. Wow, maybe there is hope that he will become a decent person and a caring parent.

Anyway, thats all for now.