I hope everyone had a great holiday!

I certainly did. It was great to see everyone. We just got back to Seattle. It was a good trip, but I’m also happy to be back to normal. I like breaks, but I always forget what day it is and I generally lose all track of time, so coming back was a good thing.

Our kitten was certainly glad to see us again. He hasn’t left alone since we got here. He has also been super talkative at all hours of the day now. I think he feels the need to tell us what he did while we were gone.

The bad part is that he’s realized how to open doors as well as drawers. The door isn’t too big of a deal because we only have one, but I usually hide stuff in the drawers so that he can’t get to it while we’re sleeping, but that isn’t going to work anymore. He just pulls it open and gets whatever he wants from inside. He’s too smart for his own good.

In other exciting news I signed up to do the Color Run this summer. I know I have plenty of time to prepare, and deadlines always help me get work done. The only problem is that I suck at running. I’m about as slow as a turtle and as elegant as a baby giraffe. If I can complete the race I will certainly feel accomplished. I don’t even feel the need to finish it fast so long as I finish it.

Anyhow, I hope your Monday is going well, and I hope you all got books for Christmas. What more could a person want?

Happy Reading.

I get to go home for Christmas!

This is the highlight of the week. I had bought the plane tickets before getting confirmation from work because prices would  have been too expensive, but now I found out I got the time off. Thank goodness. I was a bit worried, but I need to go home. I miss my family, my friends, and my animals. I love our kitten, but I wish I could just bring all of my animals to Seattle.

I get to take care of my silly dog when I get back. He decided it would be a great idea to tear his ACL while leaping off of our deck to chase cats. He’s not the brightest bulb in the bunch, but he’s a dear and kind of adorable. I’d put a picture up, his cast has Christmas trees on it, but I can’t get my stupid phone to send the picture over to my computer.

Other than that it’s been pretty boring around here.  Got some Christmas shopping done. Trey and I bought another weird cheese. The wheel that our piece was cut from was rubbed in espresso beans. So good.

I’m cooking chili tonight for dinner. It’s kind of my specialty. I don’t put beans in it, but it has tons of other stuff. Plus whiskey. I put whiskey in my chili. I am a ranch girl after all.  I may burn chicken if I try to cook it on the stove top, but my chili is great. I put jalapenos and corn (plus the usual culprits) in it and let it simmer until the juices have thickened. I’m drooling just thinking about it.

I can’t forget the corn bread! That always comes with the chili. Corn bread with honey is by bar one of the best comfort foods. Chili is too for that matter. My dad thinks that you need to put jalapenos in the corn bread to make it taste better, but he’s wrong. It is a constant issue of debate in our house.


A lazy morning, and a crazy kitten.

Hello all,

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!