For the record, I suck at skiing. I can manage the bunny hills, but anything other than that and I look like those cartoons of people who turn into a snowball.
This picture is so accurate it’s scary. Adding the additional element of night to this whole charade seems a bit much, but I have been assured that the runs will be well lit and well groomed. I certainly hope so.
I got a bit thrown off in terms of a good topic for today’s post because I had to take our kitten into the vet this morning. Poor guy is sick again. He’s also gained two pounds. Twelve pounds of kitten is quite a lot to handle.
I think after I finish Lolita I’ll probably start on the list of books that I didn’t get to read while in college. There are so many classes that I didn’t get to take, and so many books I didn’t get to read. I didn’t get to read any Joyce and only a small amount of Faulkner. That said, I’ve read more Poe and more Chaucer than I thought possible.
What is/was your favorite book that you read in school? I’d love to hear your opinions because then I can add them to my list!
I’ll try and update you tomorrow on how this whole night skiing goes. Hopefully I don’t break something.
I had two hours of sleep last night thanks to the little bugger. He may be adorable, and the sweetest thing ever, but he also bites my nose in the middle of the night, and the one toy he has with a bell in it is his toy of choice at 3 in the morning.
This was him hiding under the covers. He can’t even make himself look innocent.
You’d think taking the toy away would solve the issue. Ha! Nope, for he is far more clever than I give him credit for sometimes. He has found that if he claws at the walls that makes enough noise to wake us up. So now it’s into the afternoon, and he’s asleep.
He doesn’t even sleep in a place where I can wake him up and play with him. He sleeps under the bed in between the boxes we have under there. The only time he sleeps somewhere accessible is when we’re getting ready in the morning. He sleeps in the bathroom sink at that point.
Well, sorry this post has been mostly a rant about my cat. Oh! We weighed him while at the vet. He’s four months old and 10 pounds. That seems big doesn’t it? Maybe that’s just me, but it seems like he’s going to be a big one.
I’m off to try and take a nap while he’s asleep. 🙂
Have a great rest of your day!
This post is obviously not the follow up to the piece I did on different types of narrative form. I might still do the second part even though the first didn’t get much of a response. Today has been designated a lazy day. Well, as lazy as I can make myself. I’ve already broken out of my usual habits because it’s almost 10am here and I haven’t done anything remotely goal oriented today. I may not be a morning person, but I’d rather have everything done in the morning so I can have the rest of the day to work on writing.
It didn’t help that the kitten kept getting my up last night. He doesn’t wake my husband up as much, but he’s a heavier sleeper. That, and Chrono tends to wake me up if he needs something. I like to think it’s because he comes to me because he wants love and attention. Really, it’s just because he’s out of food and hasn’t eaten in half an hour. I almost think I’ve spent more money feeding the cat than I have feeding myself.
His antics didn’t stop when we woke up, though. He’s been crazy all morning. But that’s what growing kittens do, I guess. Boy is he growing! When we got him as a stray he wasn’t very big. I could hold him in the palm of my hand, but he’s at least tripled in size, and he’s about three and a half months old. We’re not quite sure when he was born, but that’s our closest guess. I read that cats, on average, keep growing until around year one, so we’ll see how much bigger he gets. He likes to sleep on our pillows, but I’m not sure there will be room for both my head and his body if he decides to get any bigger.
Oh well, despite his antics I love him very much.
Have a great rest of your day, dear readers!