All in Good Time
I owe you ranting over $600 vet bills (plural), sick kitty laments, and my new-found joy in books on tape and easing the commute stress. Soon. But for now, I just want to sit here and contemplate this picture. Here’s hoping for healthy kittens and warm spring days just around the corner.
Get to It
It’s astounding how unmotivated I’ve been lately. I need a swift kick in the ass. And a running buddy. Stat.
Bananas for You
Printable DIY valentines for fruit. If only I’d seen this a week ago. LOVE.
I’m not sure anyone buys into the Hallmark holiday anymore — it’s silly to celebrate your loved ones on a random day above the rest merely because multiple industries stand to profit from it. Quite a bit, at that. Everyone knows this. We’re all sensible beings. Still, I can’t deny I like Valentine’s Day. I don’t know if it’s the kid in...
My Little Furballs
Meet Frank & Taco: It’s not the best picture, taken with the Landlord’s blackberry before we even got them home. Here they are waiting to be poked and prodded at the vet. (Thermometers up the butt — no fun for all parties involved.) It took us a day or two to come up with a good name for Taco. The boy wanted to name them both dude names, like Chuck or George or...
Famous Last Words
We’ve been mulling over acquiring an animal of some sort for the past month or two. Not actively looking, but thinking. Lately I’d bring it up with increasing frequency, forcing us to think aloud through mundane (yet important) questions. Who would walk it? Would it be lonely during the day? Do we want to pay for vet visits? Are we ready to commit our time day after day for...
Tonight I ran for the first time in weeks. Three miles. Slow as hell, but felt alright. I’ll take it.