I would like for someone to bring me steak and eggs. And coffee. Not enough sleep + whiny cats = sleepy grumpy human.
Dawn ,'Never Leave Me'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'll scan a burrito for you, Zen. I'm out of coffee, though. I'll get some at the office.
It's already "like Tatooine" out there. This does not bode well.
shrift, did the cleaning help? We don't keep veg in the veggie drawer because it's too cold no matter what. Does better on the shelves.
In other news, while I'm a district teacher of the year, my essays were not compelling to move me on to the next level of competition. Which makes sense. I'm not the Make-You-Cry-With-Emotion sappy sort.
And thank you to Amy and Kristin for the reads and edits.
I'm always having issues with veggies freezing because I like my water super cold. It's a trade off.
One kitten got her claws in the extendable duster and I dragged her across the kitchen like a cat mop.
Vlad thinks the Swiffer is his mortal enemy, and chases it. Of course, he also thinks the kitchen chairs are his mortal enemies.
I swear to god, the trash guys are trying to lose my trash an lid. Just saw one wrench it from its tiedown and toss it into the middle of the alley
A benefit I hadn't thought of of our new city-provided trash cans!
A benefit I hadn't thought of of our new city-provided trash cans!
I love our city-provided trash cans, because they're roll-y carts, which makes them much easier to take out/bring in (I either dragged the old ones, which eventually destroyed the bottoms, or carried them, which wasn't that great on my back). (Now that I work from home, I have become the de facto trash cart taker-outer/bringer-in-er. At least for the non-snowy months.)
Oh yeah, the rolliness is the benefit I did know.
It's so hard to replace blown away trash can lids. Unless somebody else's blows into your yard.
I went out on an early-morning expedition to get Chumley's prescription cat food, which I have to swing by the vet's to get. Did he prefer the chicken or tuna flavor, the vet tech asked me. "He likes food," I said, quite truthfully.