Look! I am actually WRITING THINGS today! Although I am doing so around the skinny, purring body of Anderson Cooper, who cannot stop spinning in happy circles in front of me.
I have to write this quickly because I am off to our nation's capitol this morning to celebrate my friend Sleeping Beauty and her unborn child. Yes, the fact that she is, you know, knocked up is being celebrated in Washington D.C. It has nothing to do with the fact that that's where she lives.
So before I go, I thought I'd slap some pet pictures up here, as I am wont to do.
And the other night, I was watching my important intellectual show* (*real housewives) (*shh) (*do you enjoy my correct use of footnotes?), and noticed no one was bugging me, which was such a refreshing change. Why did I CHOOSE to have a household full of shedding, needy characters? Anyway, what I discovered was that everyone was asleep, and it was lovely.
Aren't dogs supposed to sleep at least half the time? I think Edsel might sleep 17 minutes a day. As soon as I wake up in the morning, his tail thumps on the mattress, because he just can't believe I made it through the night again. The point is, clearly he was not sleeping if he was lying there creepily waiting for me to open an eye.
For some reason, every time I move a photo to my desktop, it is automatically naming each picture "Chicken Rik." I have no idea how this is happening. Nevertheless, here is my sleeping girl, who is decidedly not Chicken Rik. Actually, she is a little chicken lately. Tallulah seems to have PTSD from her getting-hit-be-a-car experience, and who wouldn't. When a car passes us on our walks, if it's too close, she jumps on me and starts shaking.
The other day we were in the car and went over one of those really jarring bumps in the road, and she GOT on my LAP, just shaking all over. My poor little girl. I'm glad she's scared of cars now, though.u888
Anderson wrote that last part. Does anyone speak cat?
Roger Sterling looks like he's such a sweet kitty when he's at rest. P.S. HAH! He's dreaming of things to knock over. I love how his piddy is dark and pink, just like his fur is dark and light. He is a very coordinated feline.
That sums up my menagerie. …FOR NOW. I have been trying to convince my father to get a horse for his apartment because there is something deeply wrong with me. But wouldn't that be cool? "Oh, your apartment is lovely. And is that a…Oh! It is! You have a…horse!"
I mean, what a conversation piece. Seeing as I don't think my father even has a PLANT, this may not work out.
Okay, I am off to get all cute. The person who invited me to this shindig for Sleeping Beauty emailed me the invite about a month ago, and we have been writing back and forth ever since, and by now we are best friends in the universe. We discussed what we were wearing today, and I think I inadvertently put together an ensemble exactly like hers. The point is, once we see each other, it'll be like the end of The Color Purple, where Nettie and Celie finally get together. And Sleeping Beauty is going to shoot both of us in the head for being so nerdy.
You and me us never part, makidada.
Comment of the week goes to Mary Ellen from Napa. It was difficult to pick a comment of the week, seeing as everyone had hilarious period stories. Especially the boys. Click on This Week's Special to see.