I'm definitely going to chase off anybody who actually still reads this blog with all the kitty pictures, but I just can't help myself. Look at her! She just opened her eyes. I want to quit my job and play with my cats. There's literally no way that I'm not going to end up as a crazy cat lady.

Happy 23

I'm wearing this hat at work today.

Beware!

If you move to Australia, you will end up looking like this. Or so I've told Barb, who is safely ensconced in his new home. No freak crocodile attacks yet to report. I'll keep you posted.

I want to move somewhere. I've been thinking more and more the Working Holiday Visa thing that Jo and I did a couple o' years back. What's so wrong with saying goodbye to Canada for a year or two? I can't really think of anything right now. Eire? Deutschland? We'll see.

That trollop!

So you know Ellie? The stray? She was pregnant! Chock full of baby kittens. Or baby kitten. She just had one. Momo is pictured above, all sleepy and bent. She'll be two weeks old tomorrow. Incidentally the same day I will be 23 years old.

I like plants because they stay still. But the thing is, you don't get the oomph from a picture like this like you would if there was a big ol' face stuck in the middle. My goal in general is to take better pictures, but specifically to take better and more pictures of people. Any volunteers?

Smelly Ellie

Deanna, Brian and I have taken in a stray. She's been living around our house the last couple of days, or at least that's when we started spotting her. She's all fur and bones and Deanna and I took it upon ourselves to feed her when I got home from work yesterday. I wanted to bring her in, but I figured Brian might pitch a fit.

I really am a soft touch.

Later, Brian found her and brought her inside. She seems healthy but she's sleeping a lot. I don't really remember how much Snoopy slept, but I figure Ellie's probably been busy fighting raccoons. Too busy to sleep. So she's making up for lost time, frequently in my bed.

Her name is Ellie.

On Immunity: A diatribe sponsored by my cold.

Hello Immune System,

I thought we were doing quite well together, I drank orange juice and got eight hours every night and you did your job. People got sick around me, but we were a team, so you made sure that I didn't get whatever they had.

You know that Susan's immune system is laughing at you, right? You remember Susan's wimpy Immune System, it never saw a cold it didn't want to be close, personal friends with. Well, who's sick now? Seriously, you're the laughingstock of the Ten Stanley Immune Systems.

But Jo's sick too, you say? Well, when did we decide it was a good idea to do what Jo does?

Get your act together, you're embarrassing me.

Love,
Toni