The Joy of Cat Companionship

Things that make me wonder if we are nuts to have cats:

• Pairing of the words ointment and peri-vaginal area
• Olympic-worthy puking episode resulting in fun game of "Find All the Easter Eggs"
• Nightly world-championship whining sessions for more kibble
• Accidentally incurring the wrath of Phoebe
• Putting a cat on a diet (necessity of counting one's fingers on a regular basis to make sure they weren't a midnight snack)

Things that remind me why we'll never not have cats:

• Bernie (on the left)
• Phoebe (on the right)
• Phoebe's attempt to type and load disks on the computer (possibly an early attempt to learn how to shop online)
• Bernie's happiness at just sitting next to me
• Phoebe using and over-sized stuffed animal as a potential bed (the cat-kneading to make the animal into a bed is more than chuckle-worthy)
• Bernie's occasional antics, generally involving too much curiosity, something that resembles string, and a liberal amount of panic

Welcome to Indianapolis

What must surely have been the sole snow plow on the road - and they managed to get a photo of it. 

Welcome to Indianapolis, home of the two hour commute. Also known as land of paralyzing snowfalls and arctic temperatures - puh-leez! Three inches of snowfall, no snow removal, fewer cold-weather driving skills than Mexico City, and you get mass chaos. No, really, it's almost humorous. Learning to drive in the Michigan snow belt might have made me a bit jaded, but really, it borders on the ridiculous. Tee hee. 

At our house, Keira and I are hoping to get in a bit of sledding, finally. Chad is shivering and gritting his teeth at the amount of time still to go before spring. 

And a Trollop Gave to Me

Keira, getting ready to serve appetizers she made for our friends Spencer and Elizabeth. 

It's been ages! Sorry for the long lapse, but I think the computer fry, the platform change, and then a year of remodeling left me a bit weary to add any new posts. But, I hope this means I'm back in action. 

Keira's speech hasn't improved, it's gone gang busters. There isn't much she doesn't understand, begs for more words in Japanese, and I occasionally catch her making her dolls converse in Spanish - their vocabulary is quite limited - in fact they generally converse in funny song lyrics, but they are nonetheless speaking Spanish. It's great - though it does open up some funny arguments. Nothing you can say will convince Keira that certain terms she uses are not quite right. Examples:

Snow Wife = Snow White (white makes no sense, I was told)

Play Day = Play Date (a full day is entirely necessary, nothing less will do)

My favorite, and by all means the best, is what we found she was really singing all Christmas. She L*O*V*E*D carols and still sings them. One of her favorites was The 12 Days of Christmas. As we were cooking dinner the other night I heard her singing to herself "On the fifth day of Christmas my trollop gave to me..." Trollop. I didn't even think of correcting her, it's too perfect.