Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
Ugh, smonster. Yeah, Hec, back off! It's called Good Enough Cat Parenting. Don't be all ugly jealous 'cause you can't get away with that shit with kids.
I don't want to think about how gross dishwashers and washing machines are. Not least because a big ole bug fell out of a dish I was putting in the dishwasher and scurried in to the silverware basket. I promptly threw detergent in there and set it for pots and pans cycle, extra hot water rinse and sanitizing cycle. I dunno what happened to that thing and no, that is not an invitation to speculation.
My accomplishments today included working without breaking into tears and also sending a birthday card to my brother in law. Like a mutha-fucking ADULT.
Yes, deconstruction is in my future. I hope I have a big enough container.
Whee, awesome.
Safe travels tomorrow, sj.
Cat pee update: mattress cover not so much "water proof" as "water resistant." Egg crate pad died noble death protecting new mattress. She also peed on my pajama t-shirt and a decorative pillow, not sure if that was all one incident or two separate ones. Third best sheets now on bed, (mismatched, with full size flat sheet doing poor imitation of queen size fitted). Hoping that scooping pans and adding clean litter has pacified Little Miss Pissive Aggressive.
Only an hour late going to bed. Not too bad, considering.
I dunno what happened to that thing and no, that is not an invitation to speculation.
In all likelihood, star status as the supervillain in the sequel to the Spiderman reboot.
My accomplishments today included working without breaking into tears and also sending a birthday card to my brother in law. Like a mutha-fucking ADULT.
Double high-five!
Little Miss Pissive Aggressive
Hee! Yeah, clean her litter. That'll show her. Cats!
I offer up a prayer of thanks and some tuna to the god of cats, that my boys have never (so far) "gone" outside their box.
That barf is staying right where it is for at least one more day (and let's be honest, probably until Sunday at least, since I'm working Friday AND Saturday).
I have made that call. And then there are the times when the nasty things lie hidden for ages. Yeah, hair balls are of the ick, but as messes go, sometimes one has other priorities.
You guys are making me really happy that Romeo is my porch cat (and has no interest in being in my house or near my dogs for more than 5 minutes - I've tried!).
Yeah, Hec, back off!
From my standard that people should pick up their pet excreta?
Nope.
I will not kill my mother. I will not kill my mother. I will not kill my mother.
She didn't want to move the can of paint, to paint the door frame, for fear of spilling paint. But she did manage to *drip* paint on my new floor while carrying a loaded paintbrush 10' across the room. Twice. Sigh. She did wipe it up right away, but it's par for mom, to avoid one problem and create another. She also was taping the baseboards, and not doing any overlap, but leaving a hint of a gap between pieces of blue tape...and not pressing it in so it keeps paint off the wall/floor. Because she wanted to make sure it was easy to peel off, and not damage the paint job of the walls. Sigh. She means well, it's just very frustrating. Must focus on the things that she has been very helpful on.
Mini pizza
For the record, I over did it today. That, plus they are looking at hole in floor at 2pm... I'm taking a sick day. Ouch. Ibuprofen, please kick in!!
Hil, did you get any relief?
Zen, you feeling better?
Thanks for the appliance cleaning tip. Need to do to new washer.
I'm feeling better, omnis, except for being awake since 3am. 3 hrs sleep ain't gonna do for me today.