April recap

Weasley continued to be adorable.

Cleo maintained her position as the resident grumpy loaf of plumpernickle.

Surprise. I drove a lot.

I could not resist the Lands End flamingo sweater.

Josh made sure we documented the crazy faces on the bench at the local Mexican restaurant.

Weasley loafed in just the right spot to get beamed by a rainbow from the stained glass window.

He's also a fan of the Superman loaf. Dude is going to be a big cat.

I ogled fluffy chicks that I cannot have, thanks to a certain city commission.

Mom is teaching me how to quilt and Weasley critiqued our fabric choices.

I got an office on campus!

The bulbs we planted in the fall came up! Spring actually happened!

More snoozing.

I turned this cross-stitch project into a pillow for Tracy.

Josh solved the Swiss puzzles that I brought back for him.


Time warp: October edition

We bought some new furniture while my parents were visiting. Cleo supervised while Dad put this table together. Mom and I were working on the chairs.
Ta da! Another surface on which to display glass fruit.
Weasley stole my fork and then started playing with it. Compared to what he's up to now, this is practically level 0.
Things we learned: no more leaving boxes lying around that contain packing peanuts.
This is/was another one of Weasley's favorite tricks. He hasn't scaled the towel rack recently because I think he realizes that it won't support his weight.
Cleo will begrudgingly share the bed with Weasley. She will put up with almost anything if it means she gets to sleep on that blue blanket.
Another basket! This fall was the first time I had persimmons, thanks to Bountiful Baskets. They were delicious.
Josh likes to make sure I know which eggs were hard boiled.
Weasley liked to cuddle/bite Devo.
Possibly the only picture in existence of all three of my cats. Of course, food was involved. Cleo wouldn't be there otherwise.
Weasley was a big fan of cuddling with Devo.
Devo really was the best worst cat. I only had him for 6 years, but in that time he managed to leave his mark in the form of bitten fingers, excessive puking, poo in my shoes to send a message, Sunday afternoon lap cuddles, basking in the brightest sunbeam until fully roasted, chasing Cleo, tripping us, forgetting where his butt was in relation to the litter box, being Mr. Fangorius, being an excellent cross-country road-trip buddy, always being underfoot in the kitchen, and mostly looking far more grumpy than he really was. 


I swear we're still alive

Weasley is checking out the gout stool I found on Etsy. Jaime bought one in VA and I decided that I also needed an antique foot stool in my life.

Speaking of Weasley, he is not tiny anymore! He's not full-size yet, probably closer to 2/3 regular cat size. It must be all those kibbles we keep feeding him. Also, he can jump about 5 ft straight up from just sitting. Nothing is safe.

One bonus of the really short days is that I can catch some really nice sunsets when I'm leaving work. I took this picture last week, and since then most of the snow has melted. Josh says winter is resetting.

Weasley is also a fan of the bathroom. His greatest wish is to figure out how to open the toilet lid so that he can play in his own kitten-sized pool. Yeah, we keep all of the lids shut all of the time.

Cleo does tolerate the kitten. They don't exactly cuddle, but they have been caught in close proximity. It's hard to resist fleecy postal clothes.

This picture of Weasley cracks me up. Josh and I were playing Carcassonne and I looked over my shoulder and saw this - Weasley doing the cat creeper stare.
Anyway, I promise to post more! I have loads of pictures from the fall and winter that haven't made it into an entry yet, plus a very belated holiday update.