a Merry Christmas, or a belated Happy Hanukkah, or a slightly-belated Blessed Solstice, or just a Happy Holiday and long weekend.
Hope it's good, whether you're covered in family and snow, or by yourself.
Extra special skritches for the four-footed babies.
I've been hibernating, drinking hot toddies, taking the Mucinex, and sleeping with the humidifier on. Still not well, but am better. My sinuses are still pretty grim, but I HAVE to go out Monday so I'll be spending the weekend in my jammies and napping.
The BFF's came by last night and delivered COOKIES. Choc. chip, cinnamon shortbread, and cutouts in festive shapes with frosting and sprinkles. Nom! Cookies make it much more Christmassy.
I may be coming down with a mild something. I know I've been sleeping with my mouth open the past two nights b/c there's no mistaking THAT feeling when you wake up. So I have a mega-stuffy nose and sore throat.
I was planning to go to Trader Joe's today to get the mixed frozen fruit I like that only they have and some Xmas goodies, but I am also sleepy and a little sore. You know, how your limbs are just a little achy and heavy? So I'm not sure if I should be driving and if I should be out there in the crowds of people with their worse diseases.
Oops, wandered off to feed kittehs and forgot to hit post.
Anyway, I decided a hot toddy was a much better idea. Mr. LT went out to the yard and picked some fresh lemons so I used that, plus ginger tea, honey, and some rum. I'm still sleepy (duh) but my throat doesn't hurt! :)
A couple days ago, HRTortie was maow-ing loudly at me b/c she wanted some gooshyfud. I said, "yes, yes, whatever the Princess wants" and then sang:
Whatever Tortie wants,
Tortie gets,
And gooshyfud is
What Tortie
Loves best!
Last night (akshully it was like 2 AM) I went to bed and Miss Tortie galloped into the bedroom ahead of me. Most determined to stay. So I took my meds and brushed my teef and she zoomed back and forth, running around the room for fun. She doesn't get much chance to do that without getting beaten up.
She plunked down at the foot of the bed and snoozed on the electric blankie all night.
I woke up at some point to go to the bathroom, turned off blankie, and cuddled under the covers with purring floofy girl. Over the next few hours, I ended up pulling my head out from under the covers to cool enough to breathe, and then having to unbutton my PJ top to cool off. Her is a heat generator. Purrr purrrr purrrr. I kept waking up, petting her, dozing off...
Eventually she oozed out, went to the litter box and eated the last of her croncheez. It was well after noon, so I got up and Mr. LT made me eggs and bacon.
Purrr-fect Sunday. I have bills and crap to do, but that can wait till tomorrow; today was Zen Floof from Sensei Tortie.
Well, we've had a few blood-curdling screams with wrestling matches today, but mostly there's been much nomming, big meows asking for noms, and a whole lot of sleeeeping. Tortie's been on FDaddy's lap and TK's been atop the cat tree. So peaceful when they aren't fighting.
Him still hasn't bathed properly, but it's getting better. Still can't wait for his fur to grow in so I no longer have to look at his nekkid tummy and butt. HRT sniffed his butt while he was eating but he didn't notice. Hee.
Tomorrow I am going to the library and making my semi-famous beef and bean soup. The weather was awesome and warm over the weekend and now it's getting brrrr.
Flopped, sprawled, with little white paws dangling loose, both of them. Cuuuuuuute.
with help from TK and the peeps.
to finish up NaBloPoMo, I am pleased to announce that
TK is cone-free!
We ate breakfast before we took it off, so we'd have one last meal without him snoot in our plates.
He wasn't quite sure what was going to happen when Daddy picked him up and stood him on the couch -- "Meow?" but was he ever happy when it came off. Daddy showed it to him, he sniffed it, and then went to his thump spot.
Him hasn't bothered to bathe yet (grooming doesn't come natural to him like it does to HRT) but he has walked around re-marking everything with his whisker glands and purring when skritched.
Tortie is hiding in her bathroom towel nest. TK chomped on my Achilles' tendon about 5 min. after he was freed, so him's already back up to full brat speed.
Video will need to be uploaded, edited, and uploaded again, but the de-coning will be up here.
Thank you for reading this year's edition of
excessive fun and food.
I am going to stay home tomorrow and spend much time in bed and not going out (esp. not out to eat, eeek, I had forgotten how expensive even cheapo places are!).
Also, tomorrow afternoon I will be skritching TK's neck after him gets the cone off.
]]>too much fun to post.
TK got his stitches out but must wear the cone till Monday PM to keep him from irritating the incision.