So, Nasty Headcold has migrated into Nasty Chestcold.... sigh..... or more precisely..... hack...hack...... I don't feel like going on and on about how I feel like a deflated balloon and am frustrated that I am wasting my all-too-important 2nd Trimester of Getting Things Done on being freakin' sick and how my sense of smell is SO out of whack that I can't smell a dirty diaper much less a dead rodent and that I'm getting slightly depressed from lying around all the time and I'm out of breath by the time I reach the top of the stairs and how I'd like to totally bitch slap Steve from Blue Clue's from being such a big pussy and how I feel like Arun is raising himself at this point.
SO, I will just move directly to posting some fun pictures and call it a week. I will say that I really appreciated all the positive comments from the Big Idea post. We are very positive ourselves about this, actually - about 10% Nervous, 90% Excited. This will be X's 2nd company that he has started, so I have faith in him that he knows what he is doing. Anyway, on to the snappage......
One of the reasons I love reading Crazy Aunt Purl is that she posts pictures of her cats all the time. Had I been doing pictures on my blog pre-Arun, this blog would have been chock FULL of Kitty Litter. I still take a crazy amount of snappage of our kitties, aka the Original Babies. Anyway, in this snap, if you look closely, you can see that blanket is still on the needles. This picture is particularly sweet to us because Vanessa tends to stay upstairs most of the time. To see her all cozy on the kitchen table, out in the open, was pretty cool.
Lounging Around in High Style
Everytime I open the piano, Pearson jumps up there. It doesn't matter whether I am playing or not.
We expected the cats would eventually tolerate Arun. I did not expect the cats to co-sleep with us and I certainly, most definitely did not expect that Harry and Arun would become little playmates. Harry even follows Arun around in the yard for attention.
What a Nancy Boy.
Who says a boy can't enjoy a little Nancy Drew?