Fat Biscuit

Now Slightly Tanned

I have so not been getting my $8.95's worth these past few months. What time I spend on the computer is devoted to work, keeping up with e-mail, and the quick Facebook status update. 

I miss those 6-hour school days.

Strangely, the summer break is going by quickly, which is OK with me. I'm not much for strict schedules and jam-packed days (no comment, please, Rachael) but every week being different makes me uncomfortable. But a lot of things make me uncomfortable, like the curtains not being drawn evenly, bread crumbs on the counter, the heat, gusts of wind, Owen leaning back in his chair, . . . anything loud. Can you tell it's getting to me?

O and I have had fun visits to grandparents and many a free movie at the local movie theatre. I even have an ever so subtle tan on my legs to prove that I've taken my son, dutifully, to the pool and water park. 

And this week, we're having a tree removed from our front yard and others trimmed back. That should be entertaining for everyone, including the cat.

Every Saturday morning I get up early to go running with a couple friends. I look forward to it each week. 

four days till ocean city!

Six Months Between The Two

April is one of my favourite months, but it's also one of the busiest. Not only is it the birth month of both myself and my son, but it's also when several of my closest friends and family members celebrate their birthiversaries as well. (I did it again; I made up a word, . . . just like that!)

Starting it off, on the first of this month (six months to the day after Frieda died), as you must have noticed by my recent catcentric photo postings, we adopted a new cat, Reese. Reese is about as good as it gets. She is friendly, cuddly, tolerant of loud noises, and playful; she is also highly skilled with the cat box. She eats dry food; she eats wet food; she likes the occasional cat treat (but doesn't scarf them down); she enjoys some cat nip. She hasn't even tried to eat our plants. We made an excellent choice.

I thought I would pass on perhaps the most annoying exchange I've ever had with a stranger in public. I was at the checkout line at Whole Foods when I noticed that my tub of grape tomatoes was moldy. I wasn't quite up to the checker yet, so I turned to the woman in line behind me and said, "Would you mind if I just run back to grab another?" She looked at me with little enthusiasm and said, "Do what you have to do." 

What the F**K does that mean? 

I've hated her, that stranger at Whole Foods, ever since. She's got a whole backstory now as well. If you'd like to hear more about her emotionless, joyless upbringing, just drop me a line. Don't even get me started about her political leanings.

Another April breakthrough: Owen rode his bike without his training wheels. I'll put up a picture as soon as the resident photographer gets some uploaded. 

Finally, it seems I always get a nasty cold in April. I remember the most heinous one was my final year at college, the year I turned 21. I felt like dying but had so many papers to do and tests to study for. That was also the year that Katie and Kalai gave me a Welsh coffee mug and a tiny bottle of Godiva liquor.