I love watching the cats play. Steve and Lola are batting something all over the kitchen floor. They’re having so much fun. Galloping to and fro – the epitome of feline friskiness. I throw a glance their way – can’t quite make out what they’re playing with. White and… pink?? What are they playing with? …
David recently treated me to a romantic weekend away in the big city. He planned it all. We stayed in a hotel. We had fancy dinners. He even packed for me. He organized (ahem) activities. And by activities I mean… SEX… and lots of it, without your child’s ears in close proximity. In fact, having…
This is a MAGICAL picture. It is a MAGICAL MEERKAT. I have dubbed it thus. You do NOT have to comment, like or share with any number of people to enjoy good luck or suffer bad luck. Why?? Because it is JUST a freaking picture of a meerkat! Have people lost their freaking minds?!? And…
Minuit’s delicate derriere That poem by Sandburg, with the line “The fog comes in on little cat feet”? Well, Sandburg didn’t know Minuit. Minuit is ‘rubinesque.’ She’s not quite as round as she is long, but she does a fair impersonation of that cat. She is the antithesis of most cat adjectives, being neither stealthy…
So… I put down catnip last night. This is the conversation I overhead. Minuit: (immediately pawing, huffing and rolling in afore-mentioned catnip) This shit is great! OH MY GOD! This is the best shit I’ve ever had! Lola: I wanna try, let me try, let me… (sniff, sniff, roll) oh WOW!!! Steve: I don’t feel…
Ahhh, the joys of autumn… (Insert contented drinking your cocoa sigh here.) I sit typing at the north end of the dining room. The early afternoon sun warms my shoulders. The house is deliciously warm. If I wanted, I could take my laptop and write in front of a blazing fire in the family room….
…where there aren’t any. We were driving past a farm on the weekend and I was convinced there were zebras grazing. With delighted glee, I thought to myself, “Hey look! ZEBRAS!” I was just about to point them out to David, but as we drove by, I realized that in actuality they were horses wearing…
I’m not sure if it’s the worst sound that I’ve ever woken to, but it’s in the top three*… All toasty warm – sleeping in past 8:00 a.m. on a weekend… Someone else in the house has fed the felines… Dozing, thinking of delicious things that I might do to my spouse, when I hear…
My sewing box. A big-ass toolbox containing every kind of sewing notion a gal could want. Look!! Extra storage in the roll-back top compartments – perfect for thread. www.jandofabrics.com should totally pay me for this ad! Also, underneath all the crap in the bottom – there is a corset waiting to be re-boned. Sounds dirty…
Fleas, the bringers of the Black Death, have infested our cats, our home, yea verily, our souls. I am posting this picture of Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers because photos of actual fleas make me want to hurl. A lot. I have to say that as pictures of Flea go – it’s…