We need to talk about spaghetti.
Because first, everybody loves spaghetti. Am I right?
And then, because look at this…
We need to talk about spaghetti.
Because first, everybody loves spaghetti. Am I right?
And then, because look at this…
I am so tired of headlines that tell me that yet another flock of little children have been frightened, hurt, killed. Little ones my Zilla’s age…
Enough, already.
I used to think my Grandmother and my Mother were both more than a little cracked when things like this would worry them, keep them awake nights.
Starting to understand.
I already walk down the hall about a hundred times a night to check on her. Tonight, I might just sit there and look at her…because I just can’t stop thinking about the mothers in Oklahoma who don’t know where their babies are tonight.
Prayers are all I can offer them.
Ever come home in the afternoon ravenous? Dinner is still way too far away to wait but you need food like now? And you’re the kind of hungry where pretty much anything will work?
Try this…
Before leaving work today, I called Fab Hub and Kidzilla to let them know I was on my way home. Kidzilla got on the phone…
“Uranus, Uranus, Uranus…”
Please, God, let my daughter be talking about a planet and not someone’s butt. Amen.
If you read here pretty regularly, you’ve probably already read a few stories about the Three Rotten Cats. But I don’t think I’ve ever officially introduced them as individuals. And so, inspired by Mama Kat’s “Introduce a Pet” prompt this week, here we go…
Going to the supermarket without a specific plan is a dangerous game.
Things like this happen…
“First of the Season!” That’s what the sign said. Who could resist? It was impossible. Reading parts of Thoreau’s Walden today (a longtime favorite), I got to thinking that he really got it right – simplicity is the way to go. I decided I would spend some time this week paying particular attention to the simple things in my life that bring me joy.
Every now and then the Fab Hub suggests that I write a post about how awesome he is. I honestly don’t know if he’s totally serious or kidding because he thinks I won’t actually do it.
Sometimes, though, an opportunity presents itself and you just gotta take it.
The Fab Hub is indeed awesome for many reasons. I probably don’t tell him that often enough. And I’m sure I don’t tell him often enough that nearly twelve years later, I still have a terrible crush on him.
Why? Happy to tell you…
Fab Hub and Kidzilla discovered a new tenant on our street when we returned from church on Sunday afternoon…
A post about something that makes me laugh, you say? Easy.
It’s time for a Rotten Cats Roundup!