I'm just impressed you didn't shove the Magic Eraser somewhere painful and hard to retrieve.

I think Cash may have already shoved the the crayon there. Grrrrrrrrrr in direction of Cash's DH.

Yikes, Cashmere. At that point I'd probably have turned into contrary!Jars and marched upstairs to draw on the walls with Owen. Which is another good reason I shold never have kids, methinks.

I'm just impressed you didn't shove the Magic Eraser somewhere painful and hard to retrieve.

I think Cash may have already shoved the the crayon there.

The thought crossed my mind more than once.

Of course now we have to spend the next couple of days with a frosty air between us because there was angry yelling. There are no winners, even though I think I'm right.

Oy, Cash. I'm sorry you had to have an argument about this.

Our puppy had some gastrointestinal distress last night that meant she asked to go outside every 20-30 minutes from about midnight to 3 a.m. Which means I got up and took her out every 20-30 minutes from midnight to 3 a.m., but did so from the spare bedroom so we wouldn't wake my DH. At 3:30, the pup seemed better and was sleeping soundly, while I was freezing in the guest bedroom so I carried her back to our bed. At 5:30, she asked to go out again, and I took her. When I got back, the DH announced that he'd take over for the rest of the night.

Dude, I get up at 6. Thanks bunches.

Then, while I was clinging to that 30 minutes of sleep, he went and fed her the kibble we decided at 3:30 was the stuff that upset her system.

He's spending the day with her.

Something in the water must have made our DHs temporarily stupid and insane.

Something in the water must have made our DHs temporarily stupid and insane.

Aw, Christ.

Aims, what'd I do that I don't know about?

Oh no. Puppy's tummy needs rest. No more food for a while. Ack. Poor sweeties. (all of you)

I've totally forgotten to fast Bartleby a couple of times when he was in distress. It's those eyes. They're hypnotic. And the routine is so unconscious. I remember doing one of those slo-mo nooooo after I plunked the food in the bowl and gave him the release command to take it. His response? Glurp, what?

Then more frantic trips to the yard. I felt awful.

May Miss Sass be sassy again soon.

There are no winners, even though I think I'm right.

Well, I don't want to exascerbate things, because I understand that in relationships people have to compromise and let people get away with shit in the name of the Big Picture and all that (...which is another of those reasons why I'm single, I guess - SO not good at this), but I really can't see how he has a leg to stand on in this whole shifting-responsibility-onto-the-person-who-isn't-in-the-room. It's risible.

So, yeah, I'm pretty much flipping out like a mammal on your behalf. But I understand intellectually about the Nobody Wins thing, so - marital peace and all that to you.

Aims, what'd I do that I don't know about?

Honestly? Cause I weren't gonna say anything ....

Honestly? Cause I weren't gonna say anything ....

Awwww....

...crap.

The kitten has me pinned to the bed and is purring. This is a valid excuse not to go to work, right?

I had a very similar problem this morning. Even when I turned over to hit snooze, the cat stayed resting against my back, so when I turned back over she was snuggled up to me. Usually she leaves the first time I move (guess it was very cold today). It was extremely hard to get up!

Harvey the cat is all trying to snuggle into my neck after I came back from my doctor's appointment.

I once owned a cat, or should I say, a cat owned me?

t /Norwegian Wood