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…
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Unexpected Joys
Running late for church on Sunday, Kidzilla and I were rushing to get ready. Fab Husband took her ahead to get her situated in the car seat. Suddenly, with panic in her voice, she hollered from the front door, “Dadda! My purse!” I hollered back, “I’ve got it,” and headed out the door behind them.…
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Where Does This Go?
Eight and a half years of marriage (or 60-ish if you ask Fab Husband), six years in our current home…and my Husband still has no idea where we keep things. (I, on the other hand, am expected to know the precise location of every item in the house, regardless of ownership of said item.) I…
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The Sweetest Day
Ever have one of those days when against all odds or expectations, the day just turns out really great? Love that. Today was one of those days. Really unremarkable for any reason except that I was surprised by sweetness several times over.
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He Cooks! – Red Meat Edition
This is what we had for dinner Tuesday night: That lovely piece of steak was grilled to perfection by my Husband, the resident Grill Master. And the perfectly grilled corn on the cob. He even prepared the marinade for the steak on his own. I was relegated to bean prep. He may not be terribly adept in…
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Big Girls Don’t Cry…Or Do They?
I had about nine other things I thought I wanted to talk about today, but scrapped them all. My head is stuck in one particular place, and since it’s all I can think about, I’m going with it. I can’t decide if I’m angry or sad or a little bit of both. Probably that. Some…
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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…
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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”…
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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…
