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The week before Thanksgiving – Heaven Help Me

This will be brief, though it breaks my heart that I have this fancy new website and no time to play with it.  December.  December will be my month to clean up the categories and post my blog roll.  And to write some content that doesn’t work better than a Unisom.

I have a 12-15 page paper due December 1st, a 20-25 page paper due December 8th, and a 15-20 page paper due December 10th, and in between Thanksgiving happens.  My awesome PIL from Georgia are coming and while they are here my FIL and Hubs are going to replace the fuse box with some new-fangled breakers and switch out our HVAC system.  An awesome thing, yes?  Also, very stressful because of all that literary scholarshippy geniusy stuff I have to do.

So I’m going to set out doing that, stopping first to wrap a bunch of birthday presents for The Hubs and maybe do some calming deep breathing.  Here is your “moment of Zen”, and make sure you turn up your speakers.

Yes, I am well aware that I’ve just posted a video of my cat purring.  I’m fully OK with all that entails, and recognize my Crazy Cat Lady tendencies, secure in the knowledge that they will never get the best of me.

Pets Have No Boundries

Right now, at this moment, the cat’s head is brushing against my arm. I look down to find out what she’s doing. Yep. She’s, ahem, cleaning her butt. Not just the fur around her butt, but her actual kitty sphincter, banana-slice, whatever. I yell at her, “Kitty! Ew!” and she looks up at me, tongue sticking out, like, “What? It’s not going to clean itself, you know.” I push her away from me, because she should really do that where she’s NOT TOUCHING ME. She shook her head, licked her cat lips, and moved back to my side, where she started to dig right back in. I physically picked her up and placed her on the floor, where I can’t hear that slurping sound.

You’re welcome.