2014 in Review

(This blog was made by robots) The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 56,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about […]

Merry Christmas, I Lost Your Cat

We had a close call just as it got dark last night. The door to the outside swung open and the kitten went missing. It was full-on freak-out conditions. The kids were crying, I was screaming orders at the top of my lungs while desperately trying to find a working flashlight and it was sheer chaos. Itchy and I […]

It’s Kitten Time!

I haven’t heard back from the breeder who put her adult Forest Cat up for adoption. I fear that she may have Googled me and come upon some rather unsavory details about me and my relationship with cats. Yggdrasil and I may not be meant to be. I decided that if she approves me for […]

Holidays are My Weakness

Can anyone guess the book title I’m riffing on? No one is perfect, that’s a fact. I am especially imperfect but I try really hard to do better which usually involves me apologizing to my kids for flying off the handle for something inconsequential. Holidays are a weakness of mine, not because I can’t resist them but […]

I Don’t Believe in Chi and I Don’t Like Chai

I am not a woo-woo person. I tend to disregard anything out of hand if it even smacks a little bit of cosmic new-ageyness. Yet yesterday I thought (though I didn’t say it until now) that I needed to replenish my chi. You know, life force. And I hate chai which is apropos of nothing […]

Maximum Productivity

It’s Thursday and I just now am feeling like I’ve caught up from the Thanksgiving holiday, except for blogging about it. I don’t know why I bother. Nine days of intense family time at home … good times. I spent the last few days reveling in Maximum Productivity, that’s what I call getting stuff done without […]

Crazy Cat Lady Scorecard System

It’s no secret that I love cats. Actually no. I don’t love cats, I love to use cats. That’s right, love ’em and leave ’em, that’s what I do. Like any self-respecting lothario, I need a way to rate my conquests so I can brag about my experiences at the local watering hole – breakfast in […]