The cats are all upset with me because I've torn apart my home office as my Massive ReOrg continues. I shall be lucky indeed if I don't end up with some physical kitty commentary somewhere in the house.
Tracy ,'The Message'
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You always are told to put the litterbox somewhere slightly hidden bbecause cats like their privacy. Bullshit. They seem to prefer to use it when I'm in the same room. Yeah, thanks, guys.
I have two gallon ziplocs of MEAT awaiting marination. Which will happen as soon as the apple juice finishes thawing. I know the huge trays of meat are great for families, but in order to get the right mix of pork, and chicken thighs and drumsticks, I now have enough to probably last me out the month and then some. I'll only make half tomorrow and freeze the rest, cause otherwise I will get sick of it oh so quickly.
Shortly, maybe after I figure out dinner, I need to start on the cookies. I'm already chafing at everything being closed tomorrow, just because. I've done all the shopping I need to, but STILL.
Oh! Oh! IKEA is open 12-5! YAY!
The cats are all upset with me because I've torn apart my home office as my Massive ReOrg continues.
If you're doing a re-org, maybe the cats are afraid they're going to be laid off.
ION, the face on the side of the Alaska Air jet tailfins is really creepy.
Also, Plei, Paul and Lillian are awesome hosts!
If you're doing a re-org, maybe the cats are afraid they're going to be laid off.
Hee!
I need to start clearing off counters for cookie cooling. And dinner. That needs to happen first. And I'd just rather nap. Onward! Cookieward!
My cat prefers days when sleeping and other quite activities are the norm. He dislikes home improvement days - he is afraid we will not feed him on time. I need a cookie, but I have none.
I have 4 & 1/2 dozen chocolate espresso cookies with a hint of cinnamon (maybe I should call them mexican chocolate espresso cookies?) and 20 fat gingersnaps.
And I'll probably not eat a one. It smells good in here.
Oooh, cookies.
Seriously, I think I like baking cookies solely for the process and the smell.
Burbank is such a wee little airport.