So my 12 year old cat Max has developed quite the obsession with unrolling toilet paper. If either bathroom door is left open too long, it’s almost guaranteed we’ll find a pile of slightly mangled unrolled paper on the floor. He knows he’s not supposed to do it. I’ll be standing at the sink in the master bathroom and he’ll slip in behind and just *stare* at the toilet paper – sometimes streeeeetching out a paw to touch it. “Max…” I’ll say, and he’ll abruptly about face and leave. Obsessed, he is. The door between the bedroom and the master…
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Tonight was our 13th anniversary! We went to the Melting Pot for dinner – it was exceedingly delicious.
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April 7 Brief view from a stop light on the way home. It got a lot worse before we managed to get there… April 12 Explains a lot. April 13 Good news: We figured out the best way to clip the cats claws. Do them about 30 minutes after their evening meal. Bad news: Managed to quick the drama queen’s (Calypso) dew claw. Bizarre news: She didn’t even flinch. o_O Me, I’m guilt-ridden. Unrelated news: If you’re going to show off in a (very) beginning programming MOOC, you *might* want to make sure your program works properly before you submit…
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I fixed the back door today! The lock was super hard to lock/unlock and the knob would barely even TURN – which means quietly opening the door so that Jake could chase a squirrel was just not happening. Well, neither the dog nor I could stand for that, so I replaced the whole door knob. I also have laundry in, because I’m an adult, dammit. (image from Hyperbole and a Half because she knows, man. She KNOWS.)
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March 3 *Really* crappy cell phone pic, but the stack of three cats in apparently the best sunspot in the house at the moment was too cute not to share. In other news, I can’t use my desktop right now. March 5 The cats pulled three different toys out of the toybox over the last couple of days. I’m glad they don’t have opposable thumbs. March 7 SXSW is upon us! The husband’s workplace is on 6th street. Luckily, he can work from home most of next week Unable to resist! Steampunk Cthulhu Resurrection Playing Cards It was Colonel Mustard…
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Our wedding anniversary is coming up next week – April 29th is our 12th! Now, Rob and I are pretty much “unromantic” – we do birthdays and Giftmas, but we don’t do Valentine’s day or anniversary gifts. We do things – weekend away, a more “special” date night – but we don’t do gifts. Heck, we rarely exchange cards for that matter. So the other day I remembered that April 29th was coming up and I was curious to see what the traditional gift for the 12th is supposed to be (Silk, Silk & Linen, Pearls), how they’ve changed over…
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So today I bought three small lego sets, you know, like you do, and was happily putting them together tonight. The first one I did was a squirrel treehouse; I finished it and set it aside. The next one was a truck/trailer/bulldozer thing. I finished the first part, which happened to be the bulldozer. I set that aside and started to work on the truck part, when I looked up, and, well, this happened:
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Rob: http://static.neatorama.com/images/2012-04/doggerhosen.jpg Jen: Oh lord. Jen: that poor dog. Jen: As an unrelated question, where are your clippers? Rob: under the sink :-P Jen: Protip: You should not have told me. :D Rob: I want to see what you’ll do :D Jen: I’m so posting this.
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Ugh. So sick. So Rob came down with the crud last week and was feeling pretty bad on Thursday. I guess today is my Thursday, because ugh. I hope so anyway, because I don’t want to feel worse. :-( Judging by Rob, I’ve got another 4 days before I feel human. Hope the cough doesn’t get worse. In other news, the Slanket I got for Giftmas is wonderful for “too sick to be up but not sick enough to be comatose.” Yay for warm and cuddly! Which reminds me: FUCK the War on (some) Drugs! Useless assholes, I had to…