There is a cliff outside our backdoor

I'm not being poetic either.

There is a 8-12 inch section of our backporch missing, immediately outside our door
I, being the brilliant mind that I am, had forgotten this
and only remembered it as I was taking the trash out when I had one foot over the edge and just happened to look down and notice the light from the basement through the gaping hole in the porch...

"Ah. So that's the hole that Bob the maintainence guy was talking about."

In other news, there was great Swiffering of the kitchen floor and bathroom floor, and mighty Clorox wiping of various bathroom fixtures, with a little dusting of the hallway and under my desk where the dustbunny form out of nothing.

You know, it's a sad world when you're flipping through holiday catalogues and you realize that gourmet Godiva chocolate gift boxes are more affordable than any one item of Victoria's Secret lingerie...

Oh, and apparently Goma hasn't realized that people don't have laps just because they're typing on the keyboard (I was kneeling)... he jumped up partially on my arm...and then just starting falling because there was no lap to catch him...
*snicker*

And I think I have a cold...