...or, more accurately, enter our adult cat, Dolly, with whom kitteh has established a relationship not unlike the one in that Looney Tune with the big bulldog and the eager little mutt. Complete with happy bounces across the living room: "We're pals, ain't we, Dolly? Yup, you and me, right?"

Meanwhile of course, Dolly is throwing me pleading ( Read more... )

Look, yes, I know I should be writing on more adventurous topics. I really should. Like for instance, that time I wrote about filling in for my supervisor, and got my first taste of management, and how that was pretty cool? Yeah, well, my buyer has been travelling in New York all this week. Also the department planner is in Europe somewhere. ( Read more... )

So the official Cutest Kitteh Evar came home last night as scheduled. (Just as a minor parenthetical coolness, her first home was on Degrassi Street. Which yes, is a real little residential enclave tucked away down near the lakeshore, in Riverview neighborhood. OK, it's actually spelled DeGrassi in RL, but still. Neat, no?)

I haven't been able to ( Read more... )

It's been an interesting week for rampant consumerism, here @ Shoe Central:

--I got a new cell phone! *cuddles phone*. It's a Blackberry Pearl flip (I have this thing about exposed keyboards; given the chaos that is my purse, there's a real chance of accidentally dialling Uzbekistan in there). The back part is pink, since that was the only colour ( Read more... )

OK, so happiness is also about getting the sleep you need when you (desperately) need it, which is where yesterday's entry went. In fact, sometime I may write an entire post on the sweetness of a good sleep, because frankly it makes me very, VERY happy to, say, wake up at 6am and then suddenly realise it's Saturday.

(Parenthetically - anybody else ( Read more... )