Archive for December, 2007

It's the love that dare not speak its name.

December 20, 2007

My kittehs! They be humpin!

It’s the love that dare not speak its name.

December 20, 2007

My kittehs! They be humpin!

Tough week.

December 19, 2007

This week, two of the people I grew up with have died. In the last WEEK. One by unknown causes, one by her own hand (hanging). I’m heartsick for the parents and siblings. These are all people that my husband and I grew up with, hung out with, went on trips with, youth group buddies, etc. I feel really sad.

I know a certain dog and cat who are on my poop list

December 3, 2007

Hey! Harley!
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No, don’t give me that puppy look with those big brown eyes. I’m mad at you. Yes, I AM. Why did you wake me up at 2 AM to go to the potty, when I took you out at 11 PM to go and you wouldn’t go? Why 2 AM? I am mad at you. No, don’t snuggle with me. Don’t rub your head on my leg and give me sweet little looks. It’s not working.

And YOU! Cat!

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What’s with the puking on the floor this morning? Why did you have to do that? No, don’t come over here and purr at me. Don’t do that. No, I do NOT want you on my lap licking my hand. I am very angry with you both. You bad widdle sweethearts you.

It's the leprechaun's fault

December 1, 2007

Morning.
By me.

He awakes
Mood! Bad! Watch! Out!
Stomps to table. No waffles? No pancakes? OATMEAL.
Holds head, screams, they are muffled. Then not so much.
Cat, he hides. Dog, he hides too. Animals know these things.

Morning, Part Two.
By moi.

Something Smells!
Bad!
Smells Like Burning!
Smoke Alarm! It’s On! Loud!
Oatmeal! Burning!

Morning, Part Three.
By you-know-who.

SOMEONE is hiding in the bathroom. Is this a good idea? Yes?
Frenzied hands scrabble underneath the door. They want breakfast.
Oatmeal! Down garbage disposal!
We shall have Lucky Charms instead.

It’s the leprechaun’s fault

December 1, 2007

Morning.
By me.

He awakes
Mood! Bad! Watch! Out!
Stomps to table. No waffles? No pancakes? OATMEAL.
Holds head, screams, they are muffled. Then not so much.
Cat, he hides. Dog, he hides too. Animals know these things.

Morning, Part Two.
By moi.

Something Smells!
Bad!
Smells Like Burning!
Smoke Alarm! It’s On! Loud!
Oatmeal! Burning!

Morning, Part Three.
By you-know-who.

SOMEONE is hiding in the bathroom. Is this a good idea? Yes?
Frenzied hands scrabble underneath the door. They want breakfast.
Oatmeal! Down garbage disposal!
We shall have Lucky Charms instead.