You know it’s Hump Day when you wake up to…

the dog barking,

the car alarm blaring,

the telephone ringing,

and the iPhone texting.

FYI ~ I’m not good with barking, blaring, ringing and texting BC — before caffeine.

Barking — a chipmunk ran across our fence, and the G-Pup copped an attitude.

Blaring — new car, new alarm, new aggravation.

Ringing — that phone call so wasn’t for me. Right, Mr. G, honey?

Texting — early morning commuter syndrome.

But, since I adore the person doing the mad texting, she gets a pass. The barking, blaring, ringing, not so much.

The big sister said all I needed was the Fire Department.

Right.

Get behind me, Hump Day.

I’m just gonna be working this out with Etta and Christina.

Yeah. I feel better already.