Don't you hate it when ...

... you completely overreact? Our (rented) home is on the market and there was an open home today. I thought it was at 2.30, so we went out to get lunch and such, and were going to come back to pick up Leo the Kitten and Scouty the Crazy Cat so they wouldn't be tempted to go outside.
Come home to find the house wide open and people in it. So I ROAR in to shove Scout into a cat carrier and start babbling at the real estate agent at the same time.
Turns out, both Scouty AND Leo were fine and the open home was nearly over. Woops.
On the bright side, after spending an hour and half this morning (both of us) cleaning up, we now have a lovely clean house.
argh. argh. argh. argh.

Hey, three posts in a row

I think that's some kind of personal record. Or something. Roll on Thursday! No work for me! Woo hoo. All right, so I still have Tuesday and Wednesday to get through ... Not a lot to say today, just watching some TV before going to bed and, hopefully, not having the Amazing Jumping Cat after her cat nip toy!
That's a cheery note to sign out on.

Gizmo

April 6 2005 - November 2 2005
Gizmo. You were the best cat. All life, love, mischief and energy. We'll miss you.

Third time lucky

I keep creating blogs and then forgetting their names when I don't post to them for weeks on end.
Well, it's Saturday evening and ... I'm posting on my new blog.
Party on.