Archive for March, 2007

Bionic Trampoline

March 2, 2007

This walking pneumonia has really been taking a lot out of me. Most nights, after work and making dinner, all I have energy to do is lay on my aesthetically pleasing but totally uncomfortable Poverty Barn couch and watch T.V. I am still coughing up a lung (actually, that is almost literally true) and when I lay down, the fluid builds up in my lungs or something and I cough more. But does that stop me from laying on the couch? Nope, I am flat on my back, and coughing will just have to happen.

Bionic Kitty is a particular fan of this situation. She’s always been into sitting on my chest. In fact, when she’s squishing around my ample boobs, it’s the only time she smiles. I guess my cat is actually pervie. Anyway, lately, between her weight and the prone couch position, the coughing can get really intense. Yet, instead of getting up, Bionic Kitty loves this. She starts to sort of bounce on my chest as I cough and then she purrs. The first time this happened, I thought something was wrong with my T.V. She never purrs. Neeevvvveeerrrrr. Instead, she just sort of grins and that’s as good as it gets. But now that I’ve become her personal trampoline, she’s so happy when she gets jostled around, she sounds like a 747 engine. Now I will lay on the couch and she will immediately jump on my chest and wait. After about five seconds, she starts to bounce up and down and look at me expectantly. Last night, when I didn’t start to cough immediately, she actually hissed at me. Needless to say, she’s not getting treats anytime soon.

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Now they’ve thought of everything…

March 2, 2007

Last week, I got my hair highlighted again. Later, when I was looking up shampoos for which would help keep the color, I came across a fine new product which will allow the carpet to match the drapes, if you will… There is nothing left to create. We can all die happy.

Happy Birthday Little Brother!

March 2, 2007

Yep, Little Brother is about to be a year older and still no closer to moving out of Chez Parental. But that’s OK — he has a sports car convertible thing so the ladies don’t mind. Anyway, to celebrate this momentous occasion last year, he got a membership to the Beef Jerky of the Month Club. To continue on the theme, this year it looks like a Variety Box of Sausages is the gift front runner.

What will they think of next?

March 2, 2007

Back in the days of the Pony Express, I imagine items were shipped with blankets and cotton and other household squishy stuff. Then some genius invented packing peanuts. Later, those became edible and biodegradable because of the lawsuits involved when small children (and Bionic Kitties) ate the little suckers. But this! It’s pure Postal Genius.