Paper????

So KarateMonkey and I are celebrating our first anniversary this weekend. (And what the hell kind of anniversary present is "paper" anyway?????? I decided it was much like a book.) Miraculously he isn't sick of me yet, and I can still stand the sight of him, though we often marvel that it's been a year, since it's seemed like an eternity....

In all seriousness, I am so lucky to have such a wonderful man in my life, who somehow managed to fall in love with me. So here's to being a fortunately happily married wench!!

Love you, babe. With all my heart. Happy anniversary.

Bad Kitty Mommy!!!

So KarateMonkey and I came back from eating dinner tonight, and I realized I hadn't seen Charlie, one of the kitties, in quite some time. KarateMonkey was pretty sure I was being paranoid, but indulged me in searching the house.

Finally I opened the recliner, and out shoots a rumpled ball of fur!!! Poor thing had been shut in the recliner since last night. I feel terrible..... But she seems to have escaped any lasting harm.

'bout gave me a heart attack, though!