Now if I just don't move...

Ah, bruised ribs. Not a fun thing I've discovered. Makes sleeping a bit difficult.

Cat Fights
The cats have now been moved here. We could only find the two cages, so we put the oldest and meanest in one cage and doubled up the other two. Bad idea as it turned out. The most mellow of our cats threw a fit and fought the other cat. Such a tiny space for a cat fight, ya' know? I thought it was rather ammusing, but kept my laughter to a minimum. Don't want to get clawed in my sleep.

Cat Scratches
We have new couches. We were a bit worried about these since our last ones were torn apart by lovely little claws deciding to sharpen them on the couch rather than the scratching post. So we'd been looking for products to help save them. One of them were little claw caps. Anyone with cats, can you imagine putting little tiny tubes on the ends of each little claw? Ouch. I think I'd rather give my cats a bath. Twice. *shakes head at image* Anyway, we finally ended up getting little strips of fancy schmancy tape for the corners. Let's hope it works.

ETA: I think we got rid of the evil ants. Finally.

Now if I just don't move...

Ah, bruised ribs. Not a fun thing I've discovered. Makes sleeping a bit difficult.

Cat Fights
The cats have now been moved here. We could only find the two cages, so we put the oldest and meanest in one cage and doubled up the other two. Bad idea as it turned out. The most mellow of our cats threw a fit and fought the other cat. Such a tiny space for a cat fight, ya' know? I thought it was rather ammusing, but kept my laughter to a minimum. Don't want to get clawed in my sleep.

Cat Scratches
We have new couches. We were a bit worried about these since our last ones were torn apart by lovely little claws deciding to sharpen them on the couch rather than the scratching post. So we'd been looking for products to help save them. One of them were little claw caps. Anyone with cats, can you imagine putting little tiny tubes on the ends of each little claw? Ouch. I think I'd rather give my cats a bath. Twice. *shakes head at image* Anyway, we finally ended up getting little strips of fancy schmancy tape for the corners. Let's hope it works.

ETA: I think we got rid of the evil ants. Finally.

Can you mix booze with hedge trimmers?

Saw elsaf's post about yardwork and couldn't help but comment about my own love for gardening. I love it. I really do. But I'm so bad at it. I think I learned it from my Mom. She used to tell people that not only doesn't she have a green thumb, but she has a black arm. Yup, that would be me. Actually, there's one thing I can grow and luckily it's my all time fav: Black Knight Delphiniums. Can't seem to kill those babies. I just luv 'em. They've been with me through three moves now (which translates to about seven years).

In order to get my Mom's house ready to sell though, a co-worker of hubby's came up with a brilliant plan: a gardening party. I thought I'd heard of everything. My friend Skot's Mom is infamous for having a party for every occassion. If you can drink booze to it, chances are she'll party to it. Lovely lady. Mom loved this idea though. The one that suggested the idea even took a poll to see how many folks would show up for something like this. Turns out to be quite a few. We get beer, order some pizza, and hand out the hedge clippers. If you promise to get them drunk, they will come. They'll even do some yardwork in between the jello shots. Can you imagine that? I'm kinda scared myself, but that's the plan.

Can you mix booze with hedge trimmers?

Saw elsaf's post about yardwork and couldn't help but comment about my own love for gardening. I love it. I really do. But I'm so bad at it. I think I learned it from my Mom. She used to tell people that not only doesn't she have a green thumb, but she has a black arm. Yup, that would be me. Actually, there's one thing I can grow and luckily it's my all time fav: Black Knight Delphiniums. Can't seem to kill those babies. I just luv 'em. They've been with me through three moves now (which translates to about seven years).

In order to get my Mom's house ready to sell though, a co-worker of hubby's came up with a brilliant plan: a gardening party. I thought I'd heard of everything. My friend Skot's Mom is infamous for having a party for every occassion. If you can drink booze to it, chances are she'll party to it. Lovely lady. Mom loved this idea though. The one that suggested the idea even took a poll to see how many folks would show up for something like this. Turns out to be quite a few. We get beer, order some pizza, and hand out the hedge clippers. If you promise to get them drunk, they will come. They'll even do some yardwork in between the jello shots. Can you imagine that? I'm kinda scared myself, but that's the plan.