Friday Cat Blogging - Oops - that's Rochelle

Not the top, that's Rochelle. The next one is the cat. I did something goofy with them again.

She's so close to my feet right now that if I uncross my ankles, I'll probably kick her. That's Spunky, the old lady of my kitties. I think she's around eight but we've had so many cats wander in and out that I'm not sure when she showed up. I know the girls were all little and so was the cat.

She hasn't wiggled since I took that about an hour ago. She's not what you'd call a cuddly cat but she likes to be close to us (at her convenience of course).

I found a new (to Rochelle) dress at Goodwill today. Palest green two piece. Still adult looking but much more age appropriate. Wolf Baby, the "V" isn't down the back. It's at the hem and would look like a tail but it's on the side. If she'd been standing, it would have shown up better.

Thanks for the comments about her and once again I assure everyone it was just for fun; there is no way she'd leave the house in something like that. Amazing how much older she looks. She puts on jeans and a knockaround top and she's right back to our little girl again. Transition is scary and they grow up so fast.

I cut the top of her head off but I put the picture up anyhow. Managed to chop off her feet as well but at least you can see the dress. Equal time for Elcie and Rebecca tomorrow if I can get them to stay in one place long enough.

This was whip cracking day around here. All three instructed to CLEAN UP THAT MESS, including Elcie who protested that "her leg hurt". It didn't bother her until I said housecleaning. After I told her she'd lose privileges if she didn't shape up quickly, she cleaned. Mean granny.

Thus the new clothing - jeans for Rebecca, a pair of those satin looking elastic waist pants for Elcie, and two more pair of shorts and a top for Granny. I was dropping off donations to Goodwill and that's always dangerous. Leave 4 bags with them and bring 5 back to the car. Not this time, I was really good. (Oh, and a brand new bike helmet (a spare just in case).

Picked up canteloupe and apples (Granny Smith, Alice - they were on sale). The girls chomped through almost a 3 lb sack (with a little help from Katie who is sleeping over tonight). Rebecca carefully removed the green peel from hers so it looked more like an apple. She and I think apples should be red or something like it.

The clothing wasn't a bribe; they didn't know about it until I came back home from meeting the two boys, Melissa, and baby Jonathan (in his S. F. Giants uniform). They're starting that child off right.

I was having problems still with the new phone so we met for breakfast and advice. All my incoming calls were going direct to voice mail and the ringer wasn't working. Turns out with a flip phone you don't have to push any buttons to answer. I was pushing the green button as I did with my old phone and sending everything to voice mail.

Also, when the phone is open, it doesn't ring, just flashes.

I have a lot to learn, Luddite that I am. While Jim was messing with my phone, he took a picture of Jonathan for my phone display. Cute and looking more human every day. I think we'll keep him. Nagged Jim about his blog - all two posts.

So, after all the activity, I didn't vacuum in here but the rest of the house isn't bad and I cleared off that kitchen sink - again. Ray wasn't feeling that great and the vacuum is noisy when one is trying to rest. The floor will still be there in the morning and so will the clean dishes in the drainer. The laundry was put away this morning but there is now more. It's unending. Tomorrow is time enough. Like the dishes, at least the laundry is clean and not piled on top of my bed. Not even a cat there tonight. Fidget and Dipstick are with the girls and Spunky still hasn't stirred. She's breathing - I checked.

And now I think I'll go to bed. I keep thinking I'm forgetting something but how important can it be if I don't remember.

Mollie. Giants 8 - D'backs 2. Barry sat it out.

Good night and good morning everyone.