Look who’s turning 18 today!
Happy birthday, Brian – not that you’re hovering around your old auntie Rah-bah’s web page or anything. I hope you’ve got better things to do. 🙂
One of the newest adds to my online reading list is the LiveJournal community Can I Eat This?
Sometimes when someone posts something like “This yogurt is a little green, it’s past the date by three months, should I chance it?” I want to say “Do it! DO IT!”
Maybe someone should start a community, call it “I’m Going to Eat This”, then post about the nasty-ass stuff in their fridge they’re going to eat, then post again to report how sick it made them (if at all).
There might be something wrong with me.
We had a special visitor yesterday here at Crooked Acres. Katherine (who I’ve mentioned many times before as the one who adopted Kara’s babies River and Inara, who are now Nate and Dora – and hey, look at that! It’s been a year since she first met them!) stopped by to see the garden and meet the large number of new kittens we have on the premises.
She didn’t come empty-handed though, she brought a picture for the kitten room!
Before she showed me the picture, she said “Do NOT feel like you have to take this if you don’t like it!”, and so I promised not to feel obligated.
Then she showed it to me, and for a few moments I was like… “Do I like this?” and a few more moments went by and I was like… “Hey. I like this!” and then the day passed and by the time evening came around, I was like… “I REALLY like this!”
I think it’s adorable, and even Fred said “I’ve seen uglier pictures”, which coming from him is high praise, indeed.
I think it’s perfect for the kitten room – and I’ve got the perfect wallspace for it. Did I mention I’m going to whip that kitten room into shape?
She had the picture hanging in her daughter’s room, but apparently her daughter was not so attached to it, and in fact her mother didn’t like it either. Katherine and I might well be the only two people on earth who love it.
She met Jake and Elwood (this was me: “I… think this is Jake. No… wait, yes. Yes it is. And that’s Elwood. Unless this is Jake. I just call them the Blues.”), who didn’t embarrass themselves too terribly. Then I took her upstairs to see the True Blood kittens, who sniffed wildly at her shoes and her pants and her shirt, and then raced around like the wild things they are.
And she agreed that they’re the cutest kittens on earth. Or maybe I just heard it that way. Heh.
I don’t know how they do it – that cat bed Sookie’s laying on, which is flipped upside down, must weigh as much as two kittens. Every time I walk into the room, it’s upside down (and someone’s laying on top of it). I flip it over so it’s the right way, then the next time I come into the room, they’ve flipped it over again. They must work together to get it flipped – I can’t imagine one little kitten flipping it alone!
Every evening, we let Sugarbutt out of his two-collar system for a while.
He’s been behaving himself for longer and longer periods of time, but inevitably he starts licking his bad toes (“His Bad Toes” would be an excellent band name), which means it’s time to collar him up.
I wish his friggin’ toes would HEAL already, and I wish he’d leave them the hell alone and I wish we could EXPLAIN to him that if he left his toes alone we’d let him stay out of the collars, but he will not be reasoned with. Grrrr.
2008: So Fred said “Well, they can’t ALL be your favorite, and besides we agreed we wouldn’t be keeping any of them.”
2007: HAPPY BARFDAY, BRIAN!!!!
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
2004: While your average man might have grown frightened, apparently it wasn’t the first time that morning Mike’d heard Satan’s voice howling his name.
2003: It’s kind of like a samba.
2002: I saved someone’s life this morning!
2001: Thus the reason we never get telemarketing calls.
2000: No entry.