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Waiting for Husband

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I guess we all know who the most popular member of this household is.

…speaking of people coming home, and because I’m a terrible sibling, I didn’t even report that after 7 months of serving and almost a month of flying all over Afghanistan with no real sense of when/if she would ever get the heck out of there…

Molly’s back!

…and loving her some pitbulls at BARCS, where she volunteers in her free time (I know, nurses soldiers back to health, volunteers to assist homeless, unloved animals…wtf.)  She got back last week and, though you can’t tell in this picture, she is TOTALLY JACKED.  So no mean comments on this post, she will mess you up.

Excited to hang out with her and Joe over the holidays.

Happy Halloweenie

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While the east and north of us spent this week getting battered by Sandy, here in Kentucky it’s just cold.   And Spike is depressed.  Per usual.

The biting cold has arrived, high temps in the 40s.  On Tuesday, the evening the storm hit, I walked out of yoga to crazy bizarre beautiful light.

Half the sky was blue, the other half black, and the sun was setting in a firey pink cloud throwing an unreal orange red light on the tops of the trees.  The picture above from my phone through the car windshield does not do it justice, but that poetic description might.

Since that sunset it has been wet and dark and really cold with light rain, bordering on snow (the county about an hour east of here got 6 inches of snow).

Fortunately, an anonymous gift arrived for Tom Brady last week.

Aside from being properly equipped to watch weekend football with Paul, look how happy and warm he is.  Much more comfortable while he greets people as they walk up our entryway.

I know I’ve been lagging and this is kind of a pathetic comeback, regular posting to resume shortly.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

All Quiet on the Household Front

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Last week I worked from home one day, and by 9am was ready to kill me some animals.

So I really love working from home every once in a while, and really appreciate that I have a boss who is cool with me doing so.  It’s nice and quiet, no office politics, change of scenery, I can open the windows and get a little breeze blowing through the house.  So pleasant.

But this day.

First, the cat runs over and starts to eat the dog food, which makes Spike flip.  As I go into the kitchen to shoo him away, and the dog runs into the bathroom and eats the cat’s food, which makes him throw up.  And, more recently, the dog also eats the kitty litter, which makes me want to throw up.

Close both of those doors, nobody’s eating anything anymore.  The dog chases the cat.  The cat chases the dog.  I decide to lock the cat in the bathroom.  Within 3 minutes he somehow tears all of the towels off the racks, slides the rug across the room, sprays kitty litter EVERYWHERE, and breaks a shelf in the bathroom closet knocking everything on the shelf onto the floor.  Abandon that plan.  Now we’re all confined to the main section of the house.

The cat sits in my lap and the dog stands next to me barking.  I kick the cat off my lap. The dog the crawls in my lap and the cat starts batting him on the head.  I kick the dog off my lap.  The dog sits on the ground looking at me forlornly,  like “how can you let this happen to our peaceful home?” while cat walks back and forth across the keyboard sending emails that say $*%&^FJSDKJ#(ECJSLDKUWE to random work clients.

I prepare to relocate to the coffee shop down the street.

But then, very suddenly, they both crash and fall asleep, curled up on either side of me on the couch.

…and then the house was quiet, and so peaceful, with just the steady hum of the cat purring.

And you can’t help but be like, AWWWWW THEYRE SO CUTE HOW COULD I BE MAD AT THEM EVERRRRRR.

So no animal abandonment.  Yet.

This Land is Nerlens

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Paul and Betty at Alix’s house on our post-wedding drive up the coast, 2009

We’ve had mice in our house for a few weeks.  We thought they were confined to the guest room (sorry Jen, didn’t tell you about that.)  We put a bunch of (humane) traps out for a week with no luck.  Then last week Paul’s mom stopped by and called Paul to let him know we had mice in the kitchen too.  When Paul called to tell me, I was like, “(Big sigh). We really just need to get a cat.”

And he was like, “OK.”

Some background: Paul is deathly allergic to cats.  Even though they love him (see above).

He did live with a cat, Tayshaun, for a year in college (named after Tayshaun Prince, UK basketball star circa 2000.)  He said he just vacuumed like 4x a week and it was fine.  Plus, he said, this is going to be an outdoor cat mostly (our garage has god knows how many rats in it), so it shouldn’t be as big of a problem.

So that same day, we headed over to the Woodford County Humane Society.  The people working there are really wonderful, and they had about 3 million cats up for adoption.

30 minutes and $30 later, we drove away with a cat in a box.

Impulse buy.

Paul especially liked him because he thinks he looks like a wildcat.

Sticking with tradition, the cat is named Nerlens after Nerlens Noel, the top freshman recruit playing for UK (and top HS basketball recruit in the country) this year.

 …who does not look like he just got out of high school.

The cat and the dog have spent the past few days getting to know each other. So far it’s gone pretty smoothly all things considered.

This cat is super super friendly.

…but he’s also 5 months old and can be a total spaz.  So far he’s fallen into the toilet, knocked a whole bucket of kitty litter over into the sink, clogging it, and gotten stuck behind the washing machine, wedged between the wall and the machine about 2 feet off the ground (Paul had to dangle a dish towel over him, he clawed onto it, and we pulled him out.)

He also sleeps in the garbage can in the guest bathroom.

That’s his safe zone.

We’ll see how this goes.

Depressed animal

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Specifically, my cube fish.  He’s depressed.  Even putting him in a clean bowl with fresh food didn’t cheer him up.  I’m not sure what to do.

Bourbon Chase was this weekend.   But work is busy, so you’re just gonna have to wait on an update.  In the meantime, here’s a sneak peek at what’s to come.

I know.  Don’t get too excited.