Hey there! Do you remember this cute little mouse that lives at MyDadLovesMeBestSister’s house?
Yeah? Well, we’re not talking about that kind of mouse. Noosireee. A few days ago, PaulKitty started acting funny. We’d find him staring at the wall for no reason. I told TheManoftheHouse that there must be something in there. (Knowing full well exactly what “something” meant.) Then, TheManoftheHouse found Paul Kitty staring at the pantry door. It does look kind of funny.
So, he opened the door and he saw it. IT dashed from the potato bin to hide behind the crockpot. But he couldn’t find it and he had stuff to do, so he left PaulKitty in charge. And then we sort of forgot about it. The next morning, both kitties were staring at the washer and dryer.
Clearly, our kitties are useless housekitties. Cassie and Sirius, they’re not. It had been a few days and I even found teeny tiny crumbs at the cat food station. Did they make friends with little mousy and share their food with him? Slackers. I threw TheManoftheHouse and PaulKitty in the laundry room and told them not to come out empty-handed. Twenty minutes and a lot of commotion later, TheManoftheHouse emerged victorious. PaulKitty was apparently hopeless. Wanna SEE???
Isn’t he cute???
He ruined the rest of my day. I had a nice relaxing day planned to read and sew a little bit. Instead, I had to clean out the pantry and laundry room. Very, very rude.
My week now is going much better. I hope yours it too!
By the time we get to Wednesday evening every week I’m ready to start partying — we’re over half-way through the week and the weekend will soon be here. Especially this week — only one more day of work and then I’m off work for over a week — BIG WooHoo!!! I can’t wait — I have tons of stuff planned, probably only 10% of which will actually be accomplished. There’s sure to be lots of cooking and cleaning and I can’t wait. The kids will all be home for Thanksgiving. That means lots of fun too!
Do you think I should start by removing the laundry basket from the edge of the sofa?
Fatso has decided that his perch should be on the back of the couch and it’s ruining the cushion. Anyone have any bright ideas for Fat Cat Training? Here’s Mr. Portly himself. Looking rather guilty if you ask me.
In other news, I’m almost done with my Bliss quilt. (More WooHoo!) It’s halfway put together — just a few more hours and it will be ready for quilting. It used almost a whole fat quarter tower — there were strips that were 4 or 5 inches x 18 inches left of each print. Too small for my quarter yard stacks in the stash, but too big for my scrap boxes. So, I folded them all up and squished them together into a cubby. I really like them there — so pretty.
Ooooh, and while I’m in the sewing room, look at this adorable 2012 Flash Card Calendar that I just received. Isn’t it cute? It’s just like those old-timey flashcards — you know, from way before my time LOL. I’m going to take it to work to hang over my desk — hopefully it will add a little cheer to my boring workspace.
Ok. Back in a few days — hopefully with a quilt for a change!
Wow! Are you guys all Aurifil-ed out? Thanks to everyone for playing along — it was a fun blog hop.
Now to the real reason you’re here — the winners of the two little sample packs:
LauraLovesQuilting and CateringQuilter
Congratulations Ladies! Please send me your addresses and I’ll get your packages shipped off to you.
For the rest of you, you still have a chance at the grand prize — Pat will announce the winner on her blog on Monday!
Otherwise, not much going on around here. I’ve started the big (ok, huge, for me) task of figuring out how we’re going to update our kitchen and family room. At long last, the end of the UH-GLY green tile is in sight. (The downside is that it will be the end of the 18-year-old threadbare couches – I doubt we’ll be so lucky to find couches that will last as well as these old babies have.) It’s going to be a long project and I’m not really looking forward to it, but it will be nice to be rid of a lot of the tile around here. And guess what? I enlisted the aid of one of those free design services from a furniture store, and she said I need a big quilt to hang on a high empty wall that we have. Ooooh baby, that’s right up my alley!
The kitties aren’t very impressed with all the furniture and fabric talk going on though — they’re back to their usual antics with the rug. Something moved under the rug, so PaulKitty pounced on it.
So it stopped moving. As if I’m supposed to do something about it.
He bravely reached in under there to see what’s shakin’.
So, it stopped moving again and he waited it out.
Aha! It moved out to the end, so Paul Kitty jumped on it.
They tussled around for awhile.
Then decided a good knucklebump was in order and called a truce.
If only this decorating adventure could be that easy!
Last week, we experienced a little hijinx around here. It seems that someone has developed a fondness for my sweaters. ???? Every night when we came home from work, we found one of my sweaters in a crumpled pile on the floor, in a different room of the house. (And just for the record, I don’t leave them thrown all over the house — they sit folded on a shelf in our bedroom closet.)
We narrowly escaped disaster on Tuesday — that sweater was halfway to never being seen again. Given extra time, it could have been sucked into the abyss-under-the-bed. The first few days we just laughed, thinking it would be short lived. But, toward the end of the week, it was clear that someone, was enjoying this little game. In an effort to thwart the prankster, I closed the closet door on Friday morning before I left for work. Being smarter than the average cat, our little felon managed to get the door open. It deterred him enough though, that he only had time to pull a few sweaters off of the shelf — but no time to drag them around the house.
So. The big question is…who’s the guilty party? Paul?
At least this time, we know it’s not the monkey. He’s been safely locked away since the last event.
Feel free to provide parenting advice. ;-)
Whaddya think this is? This is not:
a) A Holiday Inn Express.
b) That lovely backyard where your California cousins live. (Don’t let this brief sunshine fool you buddy, snow is on the way.)
c) Nests ‘R Us.
We. Are. Not. Amused. Don’t make us call out the Catalry.