It’s been raining for two days, and will rain for two more, if the forecast is even remotely right. My baby curled up and went straight to sleep, and I realized that the sight of my kids sleeping triggers an instinct in me…
…you thought I was going to say “to stand guard and watch over them”, right? Aw hell no. It’s an instinct to nap at the same time. While I can. It’s something that kind of overwrites your DNA when you stay home with an infant: either nap while you have the chance, or get something done somewhere in the house.
And with the rain beating down 24/7, let me tell you, that switch gets flipped solidly to “nap”. Surrounded by cats.
Enjoy, then, this fine view of Obi’s junk.
You have no idea how much a nice warm day – and by “warm” I mean “65 degrees with a pretty good wind so we’re probably talking about 62 tops” – is welcome after several weeks of near-constant snow and ice. Since the beginning of the year one could be excused for thinking we’ve gone through more icing than a cake shop. Anyway, the cumulative effect of a relatively nice warm day was… happy faces.
Well, okay, it’s not a real cattery. Seems like it sometimes, though…
Obi says it’s just too hot to run outside this summer. Seriously. Not even once. Read More
Summer is coming. That can only mean one thing: naked girls cavorting throught the house.
Naked cat girls. Get your mind out of the gutter. Read More
Wanna know what passes for romance around here? Have a seat and I’ll tell you a story. Read More
It has come to my attention that there are a few folks finding it hard to believe that we have a house loaded with cats and Rottweiler mixes without any major diplomatic incidents. Here’s the proof:
Now, of course the cats are plotting the downfall of the dogs… and the dogs are just laying low hoping that their downfall doesn’t come. Then everyone just basically falls asleep on the big blanket.
Little E and me had a pretty full day. Read More
Christmas was marred slightly by one minor thing: a blizzard hit. We had planned to spend the afternoon with friends, stuffing our faces and shooting whatever bulls wandered into our view, but there was already ice falling from the sky by the time we got there. It turned into a meet-and-greet-and-eat-and-get-the-hell-outta-Dodge.
Considering how bad the roads have gotten since then (the whole area’s pretty much been shut down, as thousands of schoolchildren bemoan the fact that this hit during a time of the year that they were out of school anyway), the haste was not premature. Read More