30 Days of Yoga

Divine

I'm in a much better mood today, Dear Reader, and I think it's in large part due to my littlest kitty crawling into my lap and giving me kitty kisses. Rutherford's kisses are bizarre, though. He likes to have his chin scratched (wait for it, it gets weird) as he shoves his snout into your… Continue reading Divine

Me

Thoughts On Turning 31

Somehow it's theoretically worse in my head than turning 30. That "1" is solid. All I want for my birthday now is to eat. Did you know up until recently becoming pregnant at or after 35 was called "geriatric pregnancy?" They now use the term "advanced maternal age" which is...better? Adult birthdays are horseshit not… Continue reading Thoughts On Turning 31

Cats, Me

The Big Move Part III: Resignation

Part I and Part II if you're interested. Cat wrangling, much like ballet, is simultaneously an art and a sport. It leaves you breathless as well as creatively drained. On the morning we were to finally leave, the Thursday after Valentine's Day and a day behind schedule, our furry children had to be put in… Continue reading The Big Move Part III: Resignation

Figures of Speech

Figure of Speech: Paradiastole

My favorite euphemism was born one fine Sunday afternoon when a Jehovah's Witness came proselytizing at our door. Husband answered, intending to politely explain we were already zealously devoted to the Dark Lord, when the good Witness spotted one of our cats, Bartholomew. When Husband saw the man's eyes fall onto and then expand at… Continue reading Figure of Speech: Paradiastole

Blogmas

Blogmas: Christmas

The day is finally here, and I have to say: I'm excited but more so I am relieved! Blogging every day was fun to do for a month, but not something I would commit to for any longer than that. There were too many days where I posted something that was not at all up… Continue reading Blogmas: Christmas

Cats

Questions Only A Cat Can Answer

Why are you so obsessed with the toilet? Even after the great plunge of two ought seventeen, you still insist on challenging a one-handed me to keep you at bay. How can you differentiate the toilet from, say, the couch? Both are sat upon, both are read upon. How do you know this seat is… Continue reading Questions Only A Cat Can Answer