How’d that happen?

So I took the laptop upstairs to show Chris and Teresa this: Cheesedoodle goes online, because – cutest! thing! ever! (Had we had the Crumb from kittenhood, I’d have hundreds of such photos.)

Somehow that morphed into me getting them a kitten as a wedding present. Woohoo! It is unanimously agreed that we want another orange one. (Well, they agreed, but I, too, want an orange one. They’re both redheaded, you see, so it’s kind of a racism thing…) They don’t care if it’s male or female, but marmalade females are very rare (requires a major confluence of recessive genes), so it’ll most likely be a boy.

Currently there is a litter ready to go, and there is one pale orange one, but I suspect he’ll be taken by this weekend. However, there is another litter coming along, whose members I have not yet met. And there are the back rooms… And spring is coming… The perfect orange kitten will soon be within my grasp!


It’s Melle Day.

Gotta say, interrupting your work day to:

  • get your hair cut and coloured
  • have people bring you coffee – twice
  • have people massage your hands – twice
  • have a hand paraffin treatment (clearly the trainee girls weren’t very busy…)
  • gossip
  • smirk at the bizarre nature and intensity of conversations around you
  • read trashy magazines
  • have your makeup touched up
  • learn your favourite stylist will be working part of the time at the location of the salon that’s walking distance from your house

ain’t half bad… 🙂

And I got another hug when I left. Clearly we are now BFF. Hell, before the hug she was brushing stray hair clippings out of my cleavage. Heh.