Nothing to see here, move along…
“Because,” she said, “when you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.” — The cat wrinkled its nose and managed to look unimpressed. “Calling cats,” it confided, “tends to be a rather overrated activity. Might as well call a whirlwind.” – Coraline, Neil Gaiman I will read everything that man ever writes.
Since I woke up this morning, I have hit my head twice, scraped my right thumb, scratched my left leg against a crowbar leaving an eight-inch long scrape, and stubbed my toe. I think I should go back to bed and give up on the day before something really bad happens.
I was raised Roman Catholic. While I may have lapsed some (or a lot, depending how you look at it), I still can feel guilty with the best of them. My dear friend Abigail told me tonight that I should just stop doing things out of guilt. My, wouldn’t that be easy! Come on, this morning
Not only has Dr. Bunin always been absolutely phenomenal, honest, and helpful — answering questions over the phone at odd times on top of keeping track (somehow!) of everything, and acknowledging exactly how much Aspirin, Ibuprofen, and Acetaminophen is actually safe to take in any block of time (useful when you manage to hurt yourself
I currently have an 8-week-old kitten lounging in my lap, eyes shut, purring like an engine. All of a sudden, I’m REALLY sleepy. Five minutes later: I have two 8 week-old-kittens lounging in my lap. This is goodnight.
Zillow is a neat idea — personally I’ve found their values a bit flaky, but it’s still a worthwhile concept. I just plugged in my own address; on a whim, I wanted to see if my house has accumulated any value since I bought it. Low and behold — it has! According to Zillow, the price has
I was planning on writing a post about how Amazon.com has changed their gift certificate policy, and screwed me out of over one hundred dollars. It used to be that gift certificates had expiration dates, but you could add them to your account, and they would last indefinitely. At some point in the last year
I’m having to work from home today because both of Mandrina’s kittens need to be vetted. So I’m currently upstairs working in bed (because it’s the only room I can secure without interfering with Glitch), with my laptop on my lap. There’s a Bit sitting between my legs at my ankles. There’s a Pixel curled
We got back from Florida on Tuesday night (more on that later). Everything seemed fine — it wasn’t until the next morning I discovered one of the kittens had been using the unfinished floor in the spare bedroom as a litter box. So furious was I, but that can be dealt with. Last night, however,
Mandrina suckered me into the Atkins diet for the next week or two (I know, a real healthy way to diet). I didn’t have any warning, so I didn’t stock up on chocolate, or his close friend chocolate-chip-cookie, prior to starting this diet that says I can’t have a single cookie. (Mandrina refers to my