mad internet skillz, he could really be dangerous!
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New pet store kitty pics from Monday are up
here.
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I took my first beta blocker last night and was a little lightheaded and loopy for a little while. I also slept like a rock last night, though I can’t necessarily attribute that to the pill.
Fred and I spent about half an hour moving beds around last night. See, we decided to switch his bedroom and the guest bedroom around, because the spud has talked about having friends over to spend the night, and we figured that if we switched the rooms around, her friends could spend the night in the guest bed instead of on the floor and Fred wouldn’t be kept awake by the shrieking and giggling of teenage girls all night long, since he’d be on the other side of the house.
Besides, I think that room is more suited to be a guest bedroom anyway, because not only is it closer to the bathroom, but it also has a closet (the other room doesn’t) and a dresser. It’s way smaller than the other room, but it’s not like we get a lot of guests anyway, and even when people come to visit, it’s not like they spend all their time in the bedroom, either.
Moving Fred’s king-size mattress was a huge pain in the butt. I thought yesterday that my arms and shoulders would be hurting this morning, but in actuality my abs are screaming. I always forget how much you use your abs when you’re lifting stuff.
The entire time we were moving the beds, Meester Boogers ran around like a big dork, all freaked out, with big, dark eyes. He’s never seen us move furniture before, and so he had no clue what was going on. We got Fred’s bed moved into the other room and set up and made, and then Fred shut the door, and Meester Boogers howled forlornly. “Whyyyy? Why is the door closed? I like to hang out in there and lay on the bed and harass Spot! Where will I lay now???” We got the guest bed set up in the guest bedroom and then I shut the door because I had a headache and had no desire to mess around with making the bed at that moment in time.
Meester Boogers howled even more forlornly.
A few hours later, after I’d eaten dinner and my headache was beginning to abate, I went back upstairs and made the bed. I left the door open, and then went into Fred’s room and carried a table from his room to what is now the guest bedroom, and put it in front of the table.
Meester Boogers sniffed around nosily, interested. When I opened the shades, he got very excited. He jumped up onto the table and sat there, looking out into the neigborhood (which is exactly why I’d put the table there – so the cats could lay on it if they so desired).
The rest of the evening we didn’t see much of any of the cats. I think they were taking turns sniffing around the new guest bedroom and wondering why they couldn’t go into Fred’s bedroom. When we went upstairs to go to bed, Spot was laying on the guest bedroom bed. This morning, Meester Boogers and Miz Poo were laying in the sun that was coming through the guest bedroom windows.
Because, in our house, it’s not possible to do too much to make the kitties comfortable, I located a couple of cat beds in another part of the house and brought them to the guest bedroom.
I think Meester Boogers has adjusted to the change. Also, the room’s not as small as it looks – there’s plenty of room to walk between the end of the bed and the dresser, though it doesn’t look like it in this picture.
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A few weeks ago I set the TiVo to tape
Maury! every day, not because I’m all that crazy about Maury and his ten thousand “Are you my baby daddy?” shows, but because
MB is going to be on his show, only I’m not sure when and I don’t want to miss it, so thus the every day taping of the show.
When I have a few minutes on my hand and want to clear the TiVo queue, I go through the list and look for the episodes of Maury!, then start them playing to see what they’re about – to make sure it’s not the episode MB is on – before I erase it.
Last week there was an episode that looked like it might be interesting – I don’t remember what the show was called, but the beginning part of the show looked like something I might want to watch. So I started watching it, and this woman came on who had set up a camera before she left for work because she had a suspicion that her boyfriend, who was babysitting her two little boys, wasn’t doing the job he should.
People, it was possibly the most horrifying thing I’ve ever seen. This grown man was throwing a little boy down on the bed and PUNCHING him as hard as he could, many times. It still disturbs me just to think about it. This week Maury did a follow-up and they showed the tape again and I showed it to Fred, and even HE was disturbed by it. And we’re talking about a man who isn’t disturbed by much.
For the record, as soon as she got home and saw the tape, the mother called the police and they arrested the boyfriend’s ass. He was in court recently, trying to plead to a lesser charge and the judge wouldn’t allow it. When we heard that, we cheered out loud.
Fucker.
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