Who Brought the Crane?

So there I am bright and early one morning, minding my own business–when I look out my kitchen window to see…

an enormous crane!

Now I’m telling you, this sucker was HUGE or I wouldn’t have been so ridiculous as to take pictures in the first place. Please note how much of this crazy thing isn’t even able to fit in the picture.

Then, when they finally lifted the cooling unit–or whatever it is– into the air, it swung good and hard right TOWARDS my house! Pretty sure I yelled…just a little.

Let me just say that if it hadn’t stopped and made a wiser choice, my house would be mashed flat and so would the little lady in the kitchen…and all her cats.

Scared the living daylights out of me…

standing there in my kitchen…

gawking out the window…

in my nightgown…

like Gladys Kravitz.

As if nothing ever goes on around here.

Sheesh.

 

 

Too Soon!

These kitties got so big so fast!! They are already 8 weeks old.

With the last batch, I kept them so long that the pet store I was bringing them to almost wouldn’t take them.

Eight weeks, is apparently the perfect time.

Well, perfect for them, but not so perfect for me. I’m not reaaaady!!!

I meeeeean…just look at that sweet little guy!! Awwwwwww!

In order not to have a personal, immediate meltdown, I came up with a solution… of sorts.

I decided to take this giving away my babies thing, in…shall we say…

stages. That might help.

So I took these three today….

and I’ll keep these two…ahem…I mean, I’ll take these two…

later.

Yeah. That’s what I’ll do. No, really.

Oh, boy. I’m in trouble.

The Best Part of Superbowl

Now, it’s no big secret that many in our family dropped off the Superbowl wagon train a while back, as the players became increasingly disrespectful to the American flag and our country.

Nope, never going to have room for that sort of thing.

However, after careful observance we did notice that the main players were becoming a lot more patriotic and some even promoted Christianity openly. Well, well, well. You have my attention.

So it is with guarded optimism that we prepared for Superbowl this year–at long last.

Now, the FOOD. You may notice immediately, a distinct lack of….ummm…shall we say…

junk food?

Yes, it’s true. After all, if I intend to live forever–which I do–then I decided to act a bit more like it with the snacks.

I made seasoned lean hamburger with mustard and chopped pickles. Yum.

Tried my hand at Deviled Eggs. They were luscious–that is until I got an egg shell and it wrecked the whole experience. Gak. But before that…yum.

Ranch cucumbers and peanut butter celery. Yum.

Lastly, kiwi with raspberries and Cheddar Pickles. When I said they are addicting…I wasn’t kidding. Yum and double yum.

Since the snacks are usually the best part of the event–it’s what I decided to focus on–since the game turned out to be kinda dreadful…for Patriot fans anyway. Without Tom Brady, what’s to watch? Haha.

I could be scooching over to the Seahawks any day now. We’ll see.

In the meantime, I was thoroughly entertained….

with the food.

A Day Out With the Guy

This might not look like much to you–just a silly Zen Water from Fiiz.

And this might not look like much to you either–just that cute boy grabbing some yummy lunch.

But let me just tell you–this was a fun, big deal to me.

You seeeee—just before this guy got married, I said to him, “if you are ever in town, just running boring old errands, come and get me, and I’ll go with you.”

I figured, that way, we could visit and make the boring stuff a little more fun–not to mention give me something to do besides talk to my kitties all day. Haha. Sad commentary on MY life right now.

Good grief.

Most of time, of course, he has the love of his life to run errands with. But on those rare occassions when she is working and he’s in this neck of the woods doing something dull…

well, it’s nice to know that he still likes my company as a far distant second.

I’ll gladly take that…

any day.

 

 

A Basket of Babies

I honestly love that these little ones were born in the box in my closet.

What it has meant is that I’ve gotten to spend so much more time watching them grow…

because they have literally been right at my feet.

And I’ve loved every second.