I decided to organize my photos the other day, a task I’ve been moving to the next week on my outlook calendar each week for a few months now. I’m a fairly organized person, but I have terrible procrastination tendencies. … Continue reading
After a few days of getting to know each other, it appears that Gus and Scarlett and their new bed are friends. Gus was more open about his approval of the bed. Scarlett, however, I only catch in the bed … Continue reading
While I was in TJ Maxx the other day, I happened upon the pet isle and decided to buy Gus and Scarlett a new bed along with 17 other things I don’t really need.
I was very pleased with my purchases. Gus, however, was a little more skeptical of his new bed.
Sniff.
Sniff. Sniff.
Sniff. Sniff. Sniff.
Very suspect.
Is it a black hole?
Inspecting the cushion construction.
Unfortunately, it is not the spring down he was hoping for.
Keeping one leg out just in case he needs to vacate speedily. You never know with these cat beds.
Not so bad, but he’s not about to sit down.
Enough of that.
Verdict: Questionable.
Not sold on this new lounging specimen just yet.
There’s Scarlett’s tail. Time to go inspect her.
She’s kind of suspect, too.
After all that, he prefers to lounge on the human seat, in a nest of freshly laundered linens and towels.
I guess I could have saved myself that $14.99 on the plush kitty bed.
Perhaps he would prefer my other purchases. I’m sure he could get great use out of my new flat iron.
Scarlett prefers the darn bag that the bed came home in.
I don’t know why I even bother.
Y’all be good,
Sugarlump
Although I try to post (almost) everyday, sometimes I just can’t pull it all together. And I subscribe to the rule, “If you can’t blog something nice/interesting, then don’t blog nothin’ at all.” Yesterday, all that came to mind was “tired. need sleep.” so I decided to cut my losses and go to bed.
Today, however, I have some news to report: turns out cottage cheese is not half-bad.
In my desperation to find something quick for dinner at the grocery store last evening, I happened upon cottage cheese as I was passing between the eggs and the sour cream (two things I really like). Now, I’ve had some brief experiences with cottage cheese in the past, but we never got along that well. I decided it was finally time to give it another chance.
After I got home from the grocery store, I prepared a robust and balanced meal of cottage cheese and steamed broccoli.
(It could have been worse. At least there was some nutritional value.)
Anyway, I actually kind of liked the cottage cheese and I ate it again this evening. I might even eat it again tomorrow and the next day.
After that, I will probably be tired of it and not eat it again for a few years.
That’s just the way I am with food. I become obsessed with things and then I can’t stand the thought of them for a while.
I think I need to review my self-imposed blogging rules.
Let me try again:
Hey there,
Welcome to Tuesday’s post.
I saw a lovely sunset the other night on my walk/run. Ralk? Wun? Trot?
I’ll work on that some more.
And one more random story for the road:
I did some laundry yesterday and I have yet to fold it. Miss Scarlett thought these sheets and towels made a perfect nest on top of her favorite chair.
Bliss.
I’ll do better tomorrow. I promise.
Y’all come back,
Sugarlump
This is Scarlett’s spot on the back of the sofa in case you couldn’t already tell.
She passes many an afternoon on her perch, watching the activity outside through the sliding door.
Sometimes she’s extremely camera-shy.
And, often, she’s quite grouchy.
When there is a bird or anything else that moves on the deck, she puts on her game face and watches it like a hawk.
Really, Scarlett, I wish you would relax and make yourself comfortable.
Please take note of her legs, particularly her back leg flung over the back of the sofa. She’s so modest with her superman poses.
She’s annoyed that I’m talking about her like this.
But she still thinks I’m alright because I let her think she owns the place…which might not be far from the truth.
Y’all come back,
Sugarlump
Gus takes his bed very seriously. And, therefore, he takes sleeping very seriously. Although this is clearly in the middle of the day during one of Gus’ 5 naps, this is the same way he behaves when it is time … Continue reading
Yesterday, we hit 111 degrees. It was sizzlin’. My car has air conditioning settings 1-4 and 2 and 3 no longer work. Normally, 1 is not cool enough and 4 is far too aggressive. Yesterday, however, 4 was barely cutting … Continue reading
I love this picture because it is so telling. Here’s what it says:
Okay, so that was only 139 words. I could continue, but I think you get the picture.
Y’all come back,
Sugarlump
The cat’s out of the bag. Or, rather, into the bag. Scarlett is feeling a little left out on the Sugarlump lately. She’s very sensitive about these things so she decided to do something cute to get my attention and … Continue reading
My kitties have a few beds, one of which is called “the camper” as it has a funny hood that makes it look like a tent. The other day, I walked into my bedroom and spotted the camper suspended at … Continue reading
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