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We had a lovely day yesterday. I ended up making dinner after Mom burned her hand, and that was fine, actually, because I'm the sort who finds helping much more irritating than just doing it myself. and Mom was mostly okay so long as she kept a bag of frozen peas on her hand for the rest of the evening. This morning she's much improved. After dinner we played a few rounds of Apples to Apples, and once our younger guests had gone home to bed, moved on to Scrabble Scramble*, which we played until 11pm when we were all exhausted. We also all got lottery scratch cards, and 6 of the 9 of us won something, which way beats the odds *g* (I won the most, at $10, but that's better than a kick in the teeth)

Inigo was a bit miffed that there were so many people, but he got over it. eta and mmm mmm, he's been out playing in the Rosemary bush and now smells deliciously of Rosemary! *resists licking him*

This morning I went a little wild and unflocked Punch Drunk, a J2 fic I wrote back in October, and even cross-posted it.

One of the things we had for dinner (and by we, I mean they, because blik), was Brussels sprouts with blue cheese and chestnuts. The sprouts on the top of the stalk were too large and we had plenty with the ones at the base. Mom and I were quite enamoured of the stalk with its top of sprouts. And so we decided to make a feature of it, much to our amusement and the bewilderment of our guests. To wit:


I hope everyone traveling today is doing so safely. And with as little stress as possible. ♥



*you take the letters from a Scrabble game (or two if playing with more than four players) and make your own 'boards' right in front of you, starting with 5 letters and taking another each time someone says "go" which one does when one has used all one's letters. You can move things around any time, re-doing your crosswords, and then you add up your points once all the letters have been drawn and one person has used all theirs.

The first quote of the day:

Dad: *sits at dining room table reading paper and drinking coffee* "So people are accusing Obama of being a geek."
Mom: *makes noises with water in the kitchen sink* "In HEAT??"
Me: *considers flurry of fangirl reactions to Obama in bathing suit picture* ... *guffaws*

The second quote of the day:

MCI (phone credit card) computer lady: "To make a call, press 1. ... For Golden Retriever, press 4."
Me and Mom: o___0


And the day has not been entirely without presents. Inigo got a new scratching block, and Grey cat got a new catnip sock. ( Which is to say Inigo got two presents and Grey sulked. )

I also got an ornament that is a heart with a picture of Inigo on one side and "My First Christmas" on the other side. It's very cute. *smishes his little cheeks*

AND thank you to mickeym for my lovely card, cormallen for my snow globe, thenyxie for my cookie, and deirdre_c for my Dean with detachable penis gingerbread man with detachable head!

When playing fetch with Inigo:

DO NOT throw mouse so that any unprotected skin gets between the cat and the mouse's trajectory. Pain will ensue.

Take care not to throw mouse on, or too near, the filing cabinet, on which resides the printer and several stacks of papers. Mess will ensue.

Last summer, mom and dad got me a 4 foot, ready-lit Christmas tree from their church's rummage sale. When I opened the box yesterday to put it up, I discovered that said box also contained a 'classic' Nutcracker figurine (one of the big ones, that cost about $50 in the shops) and some other light strings, including chili-pepper light covers. Neither of those might be exactly what I would buy on my own, but still. Score! The tree looks a little funny with ornaments only on the top, but Inigo got too curious if I put them lower down, so. And it's festive.

Here is where I point out that I am not ONLY watching Merlin for the Merlin/Arthur slash.

dear lord.

more here

In other news, apparently my brain writes badfic while I'm sleeping ( the Prison Break/J2 tattoo kink dream )

And now I have to get ready for class and make buy (I considered how quickly airpopped popcorn tastes stale, and the class for the popcorn doesn't start until 4) popcorn and apples and oranges for fruit salad. Which is what I'm bringing to the class 'parties' today.

You know you spend too much time at your computer when your kitten comes in from outside and stands YOWLING in front of where you apparently should be sitting, looking lost and forlorn. When I came out to see what the problem was, he ran over and leapt on my leg. And then prowled all around me while I did dishes and only settled down when I came back to the computer.

He also has taken to having some sort of OMG I LOVE YOU TOOO MUCH fit when sleeping on my chest, and he'll wake up and dive at my face making an adorable trilling meep sound. Even though sudden kitten head-butts are a bit shocking, it is so adorable it kills me.

Inigo decided to "help" me at my computer while I had the screen with my custom CSS on it open, and now I can't see my header (even after re-copying and pasting the script into the box), and I'm wondering if you can see it.

also, thanks to heidi8 (again *g*)

Prop 8, the musical. With a star-studded cast of awesome.



And now I'm off to pay my tuition and go to Trader Joe's.

If you have not been madly refreshing the SuperWiki's con links page today, you should go there forthwith and take a look at the INSANELY adorable vids and awesome con reports that have been posted. TOO MUCH LOVE.

I, however, am not in Chicago. And so you will have to settle for a kitten picspam instead of pictures of Jensen in a sexass sweater and Jared cooling his nipples with ice packs.

( I expect some of you will cope )

In writing news, I wrote another thousand words of my current fic, bringing it up to just under 16,000 words total. I'm quite pleased.

( my kitten is crazy )

Oh, and thanks to poisontaster, I found queer_as_tv. victorian_tweed, you should for sure check this out as it seems up your alley, but everyone else should too.

and this is why.


Look at his little mustache! It only took me 8.5 hours to convince him to come out from under the sofa, and now he's been exploring and he's tried to vanquish the strap of my camisole top and now he's curled up by my hip.

OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!

He peeps like a little bird rather than meowing, which is too cute.

and yes, my camera takes shit pictures without the flash