It’s been fourteen years.

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This morning I beat the alarm clock by about thirty seconds. Got up, fed the Warrior Princess in the master bathroom, fed the kitten in the main bathroom. Too many cats, too many special diets. Went out to the kitchen to give the Clueless Wonder his breakfast. Was greeted by two of my Pfaltzcraft plates…

I’m blaming it on California. Not content to keep their freaking El Niño weather to themselves, they have to share their precipitation with the rest of the country. What do the Californians care if their rain is our two feet of snow? Realizing that there was no chance I’d be able to make it to…

I’ll rescue them, but four is the limit. In the (hopefully far distant) future, when it’s time to adopt another cat, The Honorable Mathematician gets to pick. It’s his turn. The professor in my clinical behavior class at school said that the official “crazy cat lady” limit is over six cats. I still have a…

Aunt Artist and Uncle Oregon evidentally had The Flight(s) from Hell on their eastward journey. I didn’t quite follow all of it, but it seems there were two unexpected/extended stop-overs on the way. They only just got in shortly before nine, and aren’t sure they’re going to be up to seeing us. I told them…

Take the Which Breakfast Food Are You? Quiz. I was hoping for oatmeal, myself, but cinnamon raison toast works too, I guess. It was a busy weekend. Things started Friday – my appointment for the colonoscopy is set for this coming Friday afternoon. That makes things a little awkward, since I’m scheduled for an all…