Yet another of the many reasons I love my wife ( Read more... )

I’m currently reading Eat, Pray, Love. Or rather, I’ve been trying to read this book for almost a year now. I originally bought it in order to have something to do during my lunch breaks at work other than… well, work, because I have the bad habit of working right through lunch and having a book to read forces me to take a mental break ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning to the sound of Shasta clanking around in the kitchen downstairs. She never gets up before me on a weekday, and I was very grumpy as I tried to squeeze in those last few precious moments of sleep before I had to crawl out of bed and get ready for work. The dogs were happily jumping in and out of the bed and clicking around ( Read more... )

... I present to you a glimpse of a typical Saturday morning in our household. Shasta was sneaky enough to snap this awesome, albeit blurry, pic of just how our three kitties like to treat any late-sleepers on the weekends...


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First Friday was actually a lot of fun last week. The last few times we've gone it's been increasingly disappointing -- the crowd is kind of unappealing, the music is lame, and everything reeks of sour beer. Such a meat-market vibe instead of a fun-party-vibe, and people are packed together so tightly that the dance floors are no fun. But, this ( Read more... )

This morning I am awakened by lots of banging downstairs, and whining from Littlefoot and Petre. I roll over and realize Shasta's gone... and my alarm hasn't even gone off yet. Jump out of bed and come downstairs to find all the lights in the house on, and Shasta cursing and banging things around by the washing machine ( Read more... )