Meet Milo
Did we need another cat? No. Did he need a home? Yes. Are we smitten? Hell yeah.
I blame Rachael, with her adoption of Waylon and Willie. (And did you see her amazing story about Digit? Did you? Go look. I'll wait.) That woman is clearly a cat-magnet, a model for us all (no, John, I don't want any more cats. Really. Maybe another dog...)
Back to Milo - he fits in with our little zoo nicely. The dog was tickled, Dash was intrigued, and Simon... well, Simon's never had much use for kittens. He'll come around.
You want some more pictures, right? Okay:
...and my personal favorite, probably ripe for LOLCattage -
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Semi-lazy Sunday
We've got some family stuff headed our way next weekend, so I have that feeling where I viciously want to cram two weekends of leisure into one.
This -- well, this doesn't tend to work terrifically well. However, I've managed to strike a nice balance so far this weekend - some knitting, some crap television, bill-paying, jogging, haircut - all creating a good mix of virtue and sloth.
John is outdoing himself in the crap television watching this weekend - his usual penchant for the made-for-SciFi Channel movies resulted in "Reign of the Gargoyles" and "Stan Lee's Harpies" - truly bad stuff. He's splitting wood at the moment, taking advantage of the lovely weather we're having this weekend (probably the last weekend until September where the heat and humidity don't conspire to make me want to open a vein every time I venture out of doors). I'm counting my blessings that the mild weather has extended so late into June.
Having been virtuous this morning, I'm going to be spending the better part of the afternoon here:
Working on this:
My best friend Maria is going to have a baby in November -- which is as close as I'll probably ever get to being an aunt. I'm more than mildly excited about the prospect of this new kiddo in the world, so this is a christening shawl of my own design. The motifs each have special meaning, and I'm looking forward to seeing it off the needles and blocked. I hope it ends up looking as good in person as it does in my head. Wish me luck.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Business Time
Oh, yeah baybee - it's business time:
Many thanks to my good friend Sally for this one.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Four
It's been four years since the incredibly rainy day when I changed my name.
Someone said to me once that you find out what a person is made of when they are tested. If that is the case, the last four years have proved to me that my husband is made of titanium: strong, true, and shiny.
Happy anniversary, John. I love you very, very much.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Ummmm.... So, Yeah.
I've been bouncing around the nation's airports like a crazed superball, pausing in New England this past weekend to attend my high school reunion. I may or may not have coherent thoughts about that at some point (oh, let's be honest - probably not - and most people probably wouldn't care to hear them anyway.)
I did come up with a neater way to describe my relationship to my friends' kidlets - I was at a pool party, talking to an old acquaintance who asked if any of the children splashing about were mine. "No," I said, "When they get to know me, I do tend to do the responsible adult thing and watch them, help them with their shoes, give them hugs - things like that - but they're not mine. It's catch-and-release with me."
On the home front, our status as landlords/slumlords has changed yet again - one of these cute little guys (or a close relative thereof)...
...has yet again nested in the canoe. Grf. However, another birdlet has gotten smarter...
...and nested in the actual birdhouse.
John tells me that there are Carolina Wrens in the canoe and Common Wrens in the birdhouse. First of all, I do believe this bird is giving me a look that says, "Who are you calling common, missy?" Secondly, I can report that wrens have no concept of the doctrine of "moving to the nuisance," as they are absolutely incensed that we noisy, galumphing humans have the nerve to continue to live here, let alone go up and down the stairs to get to the grill, or water the plants that are mere feet from their twiggy estate.
Sorry, bird - DC property prices being what they are, count yourself lucky that you have a home.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Congratulations May Be in Order
I just finished a business trip.
I was on the road Sunday through today (Thursday). I had commitments that ranged in dress code from business casual to full-on business.
I traveled with only carry-on luggage.
Is there a medal for this, in this day and age?