attack of the sillies
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leap day

February 29th, 2012

I feel like I’m watching a real-life Old Spice commercial. “Look out the window, it’s snowing, now look at your computer, now look back outside, it’s raining. Now look at your room thermostat, it’s 65°. Now look outside, it’s 32°. Now look again, it’s 33°. Now look at the clouds, no, wait, the sky, no wait, the clouds again. Now it’s snowing again. It’s leap year.”

crazy cat lady

February 22nd, 2012

Why do I imagine the orange lady-cat, off work in her own home, with a big bottle of gin, lamenting, “I hate my life!”? *snickers* Whatever she was paid, it wasn’t enough.

puppy stampede

February 19th, 2012

Very hilarious. *pitter patter pitter-pitterpatter-pitterpitterPITTERPITTERSCRABBLESCRABBLETHUNDERINGHERD* *snickers*


February 17th, 2012

The cat keeps diving into Andrew’s armpit after the feather toy I keep flinging that way. LOL Andrew is asleep and keeps flailing, too far gone to know what’s going on. :)

damned hippies

February 16th, 2012

Andrew’s talking in his sleep again.
him: *grumbles*
me: “What’s wrong?”
him: “We’re in the jazz club.”
me: “Ahuh.”
him: “And they’re giving me pork chops and red onions.”
me: “That sounds good.”
him: “Yeah, the beatniks and hippies have been giving me salad for the past two days!” *his brows furrow*
me, trying to keep a straight face: “Aww. Did they give you tomatoes?” (he hates tomatoes)
him: “Yeah! It was yucky!” *starts snoring, stops talking*
me: *rests my head against his, stifling my laughter* “Awww.” *pets his head*

dead balloon carcasses

February 15th, 2012

Me: “So, I noticed that all Chris’ balloons are popped.”
Andrew: “Yes, they offended me.” *fondles his favorite blade*
Me: “Ahuh.” I’d heard the popping in the living room from in the bedroom. lol Well, Chris was amused and Andrew got to kill things. Sounds like a good time to me.

kitty loaf

February 15th, 2012

I shared this link. I added the comment, “Here, kitty kitty kitty…”

the real reason for that gift

February 14th, 2012

Andrew buying me raw meat (to cook) on Valentine’s Day is like any other guy buying their wife a weed eater or other yard tool–we all know it’s really for him.

clucking hilarious

February 13th, 2012

Please enjoy the soothing sounds of A_Chicken, one of my bestest and favorite online friends, in this lovely tribute to Whitney Houston.

not restful

February 9th, 2012

Andrew’s been very talkative in his sleep all morning. So I’ve been messing with him by talking back. He gets flustered, and then wakes up frustrated but not knowing why, with me stifling my giggles in the corner.