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Mammalian assistance
Apr. 3rd, 2008 11:49 amBaz is sitting on my knee, in his new role as house lapcat, with his chin comfily settled on the keyboard. He has no plan to move, which means I must type over him. Which is, um, challenging...
Apr. 3rd, 2008
The things I say to cats
Apr. 3rd, 2008 01:56 pm"I'm going to go and read now, because you're evil."
It did sort of make sense in context, honest. This particular evilness consisted of their preventing my doing something good (coo, two successive gerunds just there, did you notice...?): I was on the way to the back door, to go out into the yard and work among my herbs and simples, but they read my intention and raced me to the door. And therefore I set aside my intention, because my trying to squirm out without their joining me (and again with the gerunds!) is a hopeless exercise, and once out there they would be over the wall in moments. Because they are evil. And therefore I think I shall read for a while instead.
Or something. I seem to be up here, which may lead to internettery.
It did sort of make sense in context, honest. This particular evilness consisted of their preventing my doing something good (coo, two successive gerunds just there, did you notice...?): I was on the way to the back door, to go out into the yard and work among my herbs and simples, but they read my intention and raced me to the door. And therefore I set aside my intention, because my trying to squirm out without their joining me (and again with the gerunds!) is a hopeless exercise, and once out there they would be over the wall in moments. Because they are evil. And therefore I think I shall read for a while instead.
Or something. I seem to be up here, which may lead to internettery.
Gardening leave
Apr. 3rd, 2008 02:59 pmIt always surprises me, just how much you can get done how quickly, when your so-called garden is a few pots and a couple of shallow beds in a concrete yard. I did sneak out when the cats' backs were turned, and in about ten minutes I have weeded; dug out a couple of dead thymes and a Vietnamese coriander that nope, no way was that going to make it through the winter; filled one of the compost-bins and topped it off; inspected the things that are cheerfully growing (rhubarb and garlic, conspicuously) and frowned displeasedly at a few things that are conspicuously not; made resolutions in re shopping for new plants tomorrow at the farmers' market; come indoors, defying cats again, and locked all up behind me.
There's one tiny window that looks out into the yard, from the cupboard under the stairs. Mac sits in it when I'm out, and paws accusingly at the glass. I mock, and pull faces. It isn't fair.
There's one tiny window that looks out into the yard, from the cupboard under the stairs. Mac sits in it when I'm out, and paws accusingly at the glass. I mock, and pull faces. It isn't fair.
Cheese Weasel Day!
Apr. 3rd, 2008 03:10 pmDamn, I almost missed it! It's Cheese Weasel Day! Sing the song! Give somebody some cheese!
Toothsome (not Dracula, no)
Apr. 3rd, 2008 06:05 pmI have a new tooth.
Or, at least, I have a replacement tooth.
Which is all good - I love my new tooth! for it is interestingly shaped, and sharp! - except, it's way at the back of my mouth, and the one it replaces hadn't been there for a while, and - well, frankly, I keep biting the inside of my cheek.
Ouchie.
Or, at least, I have a replacement tooth.
Which is all good - I love my new tooth! for it is interestingly shaped, and sharp! - except, it's way at the back of my mouth, and the one it replaces hadn't been there for a while, and - well, frankly, I keep biting the inside of my cheek.
Ouchie.