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This post brought to you by Desmond.
I hate springing ahead. And I think that the Monday following Spring Ahead should be a national holiday. I get so out of whack when I lose just one hour. Also, last night I slept fitfully on the couch cushion in the office to make sure Desmond didn’t chew through every electrical cord we have. He seems to think that my PowerBook cable is string and he wants to bite it. Of course it is much more interesting than the numerous mice, feather toys, balls, and kitty tunnel we got for him. His favorite game is Chase My Own Tail While I am in the Litter Box and Then Lie Down in My Litter Box for a Nap.
Anyway. I could have slept comfortably in my own bed because as far as I could tell, Desmond didn’t move from his sleeping spot on the chair all night. He was asleep by 11 and when I woke up at 6:30 7:30 am, he was staring at me, as if patiently waiting for me to stir. As soon as I said his name, he was climbing on me, with his motor going at full speed.
Yesterday, Desmond and Daphne had a nice conversation made up of growls and hisses. Desmond arched his back and puffed up and rumbled under his breath and Daphne answered with a couple of hisses. Then they both made like meatloaves and stared at each other for about 10 minutes until each of them yawned, bored with the showdown.
I am so sleepy right now I could go to bed and not wake up until tomorrow when I have to go to work. But do I really have to go to work? Tomorrow sure would make a good duvet day, but unfortunately I have too much work to do.
I’d like you to meet the latest member of our family. Are you sitting down? Good. Prepare yourself to surrender to the cuteness that is…
Some days are good just because you realize how much someone loves you.
I could shop on Etsy for days. I just adore looking at all the pretty things. There are so many shiny, sparkly, cute, sweet, kickass items for sale at Etsy and I need almost none of them. But I do need a cute little apron, like the ones here. (Yes! I do! I need it!) So, I entered this contest over at Loralee’s Looney Tunes to win a free one. Because 1) I love free stuff; 2) I love winning; and 3) if I had this apron, I would cook more. Naked. (I just added that for more hits coming from “cook naked” on Google, by the way.) But seriously! This apron would help me channel my inner Rachael Ray (who I hear is a bitch but we were born on the exact same day) and make some fine vittles for my husband. Can’t you just see me baking homemade snickerdoodles, with flour on my cheeks and nose, puttering around my kitchen in this Saucy Dots apron? It is Teh Cuteness, no? If I don’t win, you want to buy it for me, don’t you?
*Yeah, I know the quote from Phil Hartman is sassy, but it just didn’t work as well here.
Today I received this email:
“Greetings, Catheroo! Well, hello there to you too, photo magazine to which I submitted an awesome photo!
Thanks so much for submitting to XXX Magazine. You are ever so welcome! I hope you loved what I submitted! The editors and the community have spent the last few weeks reviewing the photos and stories. I can only imagine. There were like 4,800 photos submitted. You are hard-working people! There was so much great work – it wasn’t easy. Yes, I’m sure it wasn’t easy to choose. But what I submitted was totally easy to choose. Right? Right?
You submitted:
“Cooking for Dummies” to Split-second Yes! Yes I did! And it so was split-second. In fact, it was split 1/160th of a second!We’re sorry to inform you that your work was not chosen for publication in this issue. Excuse me. What? You’re sorry? Don’t be sorry! Just put my photo in! What’s the big deal? We know you put a lot of time and effort into it, and we appreciate it. Uhm also? That photo got over 200 yes votes and over 50 favorites. So several people liked it. Why didn’t you? Is there something wrong with you? Were you dropped on your head as a small child? Sometimes truly great photos don’t get selected because they’re not quite right for the theme, OK. Uhm. Pretty sure this was right for the theme. or don’t quite fit in the magazine’s limited pages. So put it on the cover then! You do have to have a cover don’t you?
Please don’t be discouraged. Too late. I feel like a heaping pile of heifer dung. There’s always another theme to submit to, and we hope to see your work in the running again! So you can take my work and stomp on it with your dirt-encrusted boots? Oh, by the way, those pants make you look totally fat.
I am posting this because I am procrastinating. I should be leaving for work now, but I would much rather look at this picture. I would also like it to be sunset so the work day would be over already. Ugh.
