I was driving to work this morning, and fortunately I'm always suspicious about what might be lurking in the streets at 5 AM on a Sunday morning, because I turned a corner to find two little white kittens tussling in the middle of the street. Fortunately they immediately bounced to the sidewalk, but damn, two little white fluffballs do not need to be thinking that the street is a playground. People! Why are your kittens out in the street at 5 AM!
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Kitty pictures pls!
Kitty pics! [link]
Okay, I have spent 15 minutes on budget stuff, done dishes and shined my sink. Now to scoop cat pans, take out the trash, and spend 15 more on budget stuff. I'm hoping if I alternate between budget stuff and house stuff, I won't get as tired/freaked out.
Yay! Small cat!
She/he looks like Taz!
Aww, small cat! Who looks like Erzabet.
Aw, the picture of the wee beastie with Frankie just slayed me DED.
If it makes you feel better, D and I are also doing the Great Scary Budgeting Event of 2011 today. Woo.
Thanks, guys. The imposter syndrome has faded a bit today.
I just went grocery shopping for all the stuff I'm going to make this week. I'm making potato kale soup, Venezuelan black beans, yellow rice, posole, and chard with capers and raisins. Also some sort of shredded cabbage salad. Yum.
Sounds like lots of yum, Hil!
If it makes you feel better, D and I are also doing the Great Scary Budgeting Event of 2011 today. Woo.
Solidarity, sistah!
I scooped the pans, emptied the trash, and changed my bed. And now, 15 more minutes of budget fun! Whee.