is still most assuredly a kitten. This was taken two weekends ago, when the Professor had just brought home his new Cuisinart. The cats were rough-housing in the debris of boxes and packing while he read the manual and tried to fit the parts together. KfH has definitely grown. A lot. But she’s still under…
is really gawd-awful. Haven’t made up my mind about the series yet, but I believe I may start making it a point to tune in late so I don’t have to hear that John Denver wannabe singing one more time about how it’s “his turn to fly” and how he’s got “faith of the heart”….
I have no idea what it is I’ve caught, but it shows every sign of turning into a bronchitis. Between this and my asthma, these past few days have been miserable. My plan was to wring this illness for all it was worth to obtain sympathy from The Professor. He had a dental appointment after…
One of my least favorite times of year has rolled around again. If it’s mid-fall, then it must be time for annual United Way campaign. My company is a huge believer in the United Way, and has set an internal goal of $18,000 to be raised here. We’ve all just received the paperwork to pledge….
Yesterday was uneventful. For a Monday, that is always good news. I began to make arrangements to get an appraisal on my car – I should know by tomorrow how much it’ll cost my company to fix it. Went in late because of this virus thing I caught. Went home early ’cause it was just…
Had a good weekend for a change. The Prof and I didn’t bicker once, we got a lot of things accomplished, and the Kitten from Hell didn’t break anything. Who could ask for anything more? The great mulligatawny soup experiment from Friday came out quite edible. The Prof and I have vastly different ideas of…
Gotta love it. Here’s a real whisper down the lane: I got this from Fury22’s Diary, who got it from Butterfly1980’s diary, who got it from Nicole80’s diary. I feel like I ought to be Salamander666 or some such name, just to fit in here. Name one person you regret dating/liking: That’s easy. That jackass…
OK, last night I cleaned the dishes in the sink, prepared stew from scratch, made cous cous and salads, set the table, served the meal, cleared off the table, put the food away, cleaned the dishes. Just noting that for the record. Anything else I could say would be the moral equivalent of beating a…
The Professor remains determined to pursue his interest in Indian cookery, although this is becoming less and less like a chapter out of Julia Child and more and more like The Quest for the Holy Grail (you are welcome to decide on your own if the Monty Python version is the one I refer to)….
Candle, you made me laugh out loud with you comment regarding clapping hands to startle her. That used to work on KfH, but anymore she doesn’t notice unless the hands are actually within striking distance. Last night I clapped my hands when first I observed her monumental leap, and I swear she thought I was…