But I digress.
The holidays walk among us. They infiltrate our society with their holiday glamours and make us all giddy with mirth. Kind of like vampires, but more jingly and less "bitey". Okay, whatever. It's holiday time, which means...
Oh yes, and there's some Christmas decoratin' going on at the New Circle-D Ranch...
In other news, I woke up this morning [blues riff here], and stepped in cat barf. It should be said that stepping in cat barf (in bare feet) first thing in the morning is one of my least favorite activities. Actually stepping in cat barf at any time and in any footwear at all hardly makes the must-do list of pastimes. I should have been more vigilant, but even living with a bulimic feline, I truly didn't expect to make such a warm and squishy footfall so early in the morning.
Later this morning, while getting dressed, I stepped in a cold puddle next to my bed. Apparently the cats had decided to go after my water glass. I threw a towel down to sop it up and quickly inspected the Alphonse Mucha prints stacked nearby for damage. There was some. I don't know how extensive yet.
That's all I've got for now. Kayleigh's band concert is tonight, after which I will be collapsing in bed for immediate dust-off and evac. And tomorrow morning, I'm wearing my slippers.
2 comments:
Cat barf? And only *one*? Bwah-hah-hah-hah-hah! Both our cats like threesies.
You have it EASY.
:D
I'm-a thinking you might wanna slip on a pair of Wellies before you hit the ground straight outta bed. Just sayin.' Never know how deep dat barf is gonna be.
Blurg. Just queased myself out... :(
Good luck with the Autism stuff. You know I've got your back with it, for the obvious reasons *other* than muchly lovin' y'all. ;)
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