Five Favorites for Friday – Second Edition
By Fab Hub’s request, it’s time for another round of Five Favorites for Friday. As I booted up the laptop, I thought this in my head:
Five Minutes
It has been a very long week around here. Everyone is tired. We are all just a little bit cranky. My feet hurt. I have very little brain power available and I still have fifteen things to finish before I can even pretend to think about going to sleep. Is it Friday yet?
Scattered Thoughts for a Lazy Friday
I meant to have a post ready for today…honest. And then, as I often say, life got in the way. This is not a bad thing. In fact, it’s very good. It’s been a busy week. Allow me to share some updates, observations and discoveries…
Top Ten Reasons the Three Rotten Cats Drive Me Insane
If you’ve been here before, you know that I (a self-proclaimed cat-hater) have the distinct pleasure of living with Three Rotten Cats. These bad boys make it their life’s work to find ways to annoy me. This is a fun game for them. It is not a fun game for me. This week, in honor of their…
My Bad Day Monday
Monday was kind of a bad day. Although after sitting here for a while with a cup of hot homemade soup, poking around the headlines and getting a few reminders that there are far worse things in other people’s lives than I had to deal with. Everything in perspective. Forgive me for sounding like the proverbial…
The Tragedy of Three Rotten Cats
Shakespeare. The Tragedy of Macbeth. Act 4, Scene 1. Setting: A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. First Witch: Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed. Mew. Mew. Mew. There is a Rotten Cat staring at me. The Others are here as well. Staring. All Three Rotten Cats are here…
How a Self-Proclaimed Cat Hater Ends Up Living with Three Rotten Cats
As I write this, my Fabulous Husband is finishing up some vacuuming…to rid our home of this week’s allotment of cat hair! This is part of why he is fabulous. A) I haven’t touched a vacuum cleaner since we got married (HATE vacuuming more than cleaning toilets) and B) he is in charge of all…
A Simple Meal
Ever have one of those days where you just don’t want to eat? OK, so this really doesn’t happen to me all that often. Believe me, I am not a woman who says no to a meal. But tonight, nothing inspired. I even intentionally engaged in the “what do you want to do about dinner”…
A Perfect Fourth
When I first wake up, before I hit an upright position, I only open one eye. I’m not sure why, but it happens every morning without fail. It could be physiological. It could be because I live with a Kidzilla and Three Rotten Cats. Perhaps my subconscious brain intuitively knows that under such circumstances, keeping one eye open…