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I’ve been a hand-sewing motherfucker lately. I went into Michael’s one day last week and while I was wandering around, I came across a section of pre-cut fabric. When I looked closer, I saw that there were several different cat-themed fabrics, so I ended up buying a bunch of them, and some filling to make pillows for the cats.
Altogether, I made four pillows for the cats, and they’re scattered around the house in various spots. The cats seem to like them – especially the one I put on the recliner in the computer room – and like to hang out on them.
I think this one’s my favorite.
Then, last night, I realized that I had one piece of fabric left over. So I cut it into little squares, stitched up three sides of it, turned it right-side out, put a little pillow filling inside, a couple of tablespoons of catnip, and sewed up the fourth side. The cats seem to like them.
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We ended up staying up until well after 10:00 last night, because the neighbors on all sides of us were setting off fireworks, and as Fred said, “If we go upstairs and lay down and have to listen to the fucking fireworks, I’m going to get pissed off.” So we watched the rest of the Rescue Me episodes on the disc we have from Netflix.
That continues to be a damn good show.
This morning I was up at 5:30 again – I have to admit, I like getting up and getting my walk out of the way early in the morning, before the sun comes up and it gets super-hot – and I just knew I was going to find fireworks crap all over our lawn. Imagine my surprise when I didn’t find a single thing.
Will wonders never cease?
Of course, there was crap all over the road, which I am dead certain will lay there until the end of time, because it is a proven fact that assholes who will set off fireworks well past 10:00 will never ever pick up their own garbage, because – well – they’re assholes and god forbid they take responsibility for their own garbage. Why would they? THEY’RE ASSHOLES.
One more year, and we get to move out to the country where we will hopefully be acres and acres from the nearest neighbors, and children will not treat our yard as their very own. One more year, one more year, one more year…
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Several of you pointed out the fact the other day that Tommy has become a porky little thing. YES INDEED he has. I think he’s on track to become the next
Tubby, actually. In fact, we’ve started calling him Tommy Tubs and Tommy Two-Ton (note: it is acceptable to make fun of fat cats, don’t be going all Fat Pride on my ass). It’s only a matter of time before we’re calling him Tubby all the time, I’m sure.
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I saw not one but TWO chipmunks this morning on my walk, along with two bunnies and many squirrels. I need to remember to take the camera with me one of these mornings.
Speaking of cute little animals, is
this the cutest thing ever, or what?
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Hanging out on the mantel, where he is NOT supposed to be.
Brudderly love.
All of today’s uploaded pictures are
here.
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Previously
2005: I’m all about the quick and easy, wink-wink-nudge-nudge-har-har.
2004: If you set off fireworks for three hours straight, starting at 7:30, you are not only an asshole, you live near me.
2003: No entry.
2002: A bunch of links that are probably no longer good.
2001: Pictures from Maine.
2000: Unfortunately, I forgot that when I say things like “Let’s go skinny-dipping and watch the fireworks”, what I actually mean is “Let’s go skinny-dipping and watch the fireworks”, but he hears “Let’s go swimming naked and get frisky in the pool under the fireworks.”]]>
I have been wondering lately if I would be able to (hand) sew some pillows. They’re SO expensive in the stores and I always think, “how hard can it be?”. Was it hard?
Did Sugarbutt think Tommy’s ass smelled like perfume too???
How did he get on the mantel? Crazy cats. I love the pillows. CUTE!
Janet: It wasn’t difficult, but I’m also not the most skilled seamstress, so they aren’t particularly professional-looking. But the cats don’t care.
Niki P: Sugarbutt thinks Tommy’s ass smells like the finest nectar ever put on this earth. They belong to the Mutual Ass Appreciation Society.
Amy: He jumps from the couch to the piece of furniture that holds all our DVDs, then from there to the mantel. That, or he jumps up on the table the TV’s on, then from there to the mantel.
Inquiring minds want to know, why one year? Is Fred retiring? To become a farmer? You’re becoming a farmer?
And love your pillows! Great sewing!
Susan: Because the spud will be graduating from high school, and we won’t have to worry about staying in Madison so she can finish school with her friends!
Those cat pillows are awesome, I love them!
They didn’t even start “official” fireworks till 10 pm in seattle. They sux the fun out of everything for us early risers.
We have asshole neighbors who have been lighting off fireworks until well past 10 p.m. also. I have been fantasizing about lighting bottle rockets and shoving them up their butts! It has been going on for a week, and our poor dog has had a nervous breakdown each and every night. And I’m sure these assholes with nothing better to do with their money than buy beer and fireworks will continue on through the weekend. I might have to go on high blood pressure medication for awhile!
Fireworks – you want fireworks? The idiot across the street spent $3,000 — yes, 3 followed by 3 zeroes on “illegal” fireworks. Last night we had firecrackers and bottle rockets going off nonstop and DIRECTLY in front of our house from 6:00 pm until 11:30 pm. The dog – not happy. Me – not happy. My car, which was parked in the driveway, is covered with firecracker crap.
It’s like that at my house every News Years and 4th of July. Luckily the dogs don’t seem to mind – but it lasted until midnight – I get up at 4:45!
Here in my ‘hood, I laid in bed trying to distinguish the fireworks from the gunshots. Same on New Year’s Eve. Idiots. When I had the house re-roofed, they pulled spent slugs out of it. Idiots.
I guess it’s true that black IS slimming because I don’t see that Tommy is getting fat. Besides he’s not fat, he’s big boned (you should record that for us in your Cartman voice)Hee!
I should get one of those cat fabrics for one of my “Monthly Curtains”…
Sugarbutt makes for a striking figurine on the mantle!
The cat pillows are awesome. I love the picture of sugarbutt on the mantel. so CUTE!! nanamama
Elaine, You don’t live in Roscoe, Illinois do you?
Great pillows!
Fireworks were pretty quiet here. The kids were elsewhere popping theirs – pretty nice.