Another Day, Another Starbucks and a Haircut

Today was a general clean-up day. Lots of trash made it to the dumpster, the kitty boxes got cleaned again, several loads of laundry were pushed through the machines (I feel like TraumaMama, the Goddess of Laundry), a load of dishes were washed, and filing done with an eye to tax returns. Thank the Powers…

The Christmas trees are still up, though the outside lights are now down (albeit still draped on the dining room table.) Yesterday’s plans are today’s failures. I’ll get the decorations down next week for sure, though. Either that or I’ll buy some heart ornaments and start redecorating for the next big Hallmark holiday. Satan’s Little…

I may have mentioned before that my office is in an out-of-the-way spot in the middle of a parking lot, surrounded by truck traffic and construction. I have purchased red and pink geraniums, and put up a window box at my office window and another at the top of the stairs leading in to my…

And while she sleeps and dreams of making my life a living hell, I sit at the computer and make arrangements to replace my driver’s license, owner’s card, insurance card, Medic Alert bracelet, and pray I haven’t forgotten anything. This kitten is expensive.

I haven’t mentioned the cat herd in a while, except the downstairs foster (who is still looking for a home). I took a bunch of pictures the past few days, some of which came out nicely. A brief look at Who’s Who in the Salamander Pride: CATROY WAS HERE. The Little Black Shit likes hanging…

Last Friday there were four; this morning there is only one. Some misfortune must have befallen the goose family out back of where I work, because three of the little yellow peepsters were missing this morning. Mom and Dad goose are being particularly protective of their last ball of fluff, and when I saw them…