Friday Cats and Other Things

The kitten is called, I think, a tabby swirl. Another half starved critter shaping up nicely. The other one is Fidget, now almost grown and a little less silly. He parents the kittens.

I mentioned Michelle briefly a week or so ago but I was thinking about her sister Autumn's Lemon-Lime Squares recipe and didn't do Michelle justice.

Michelle would enjoy some company. She's a new blogger with a little bit of everything. Her two latest posts (as of this writing) feature makeup tips and a most unusual lobster. I wonder what she'll write about next.

I totally lost track of what I was saying. The Giants just hit back to back to back home runs. Doesn't happen often. Bonds (722), Durham, Feliz for anyone keeping up with these things.

I've had a couple more lazy days. A little running today, A church Social Action committee meeting in the early afternoon, stop at the grocer for milk and bread, and then a quick lunch with Tim.

We've committed ourselves to 4,000 holiday goodie bags for the women's prison at Chowchilla, right down the road. Hotel size shampoo, soaps, conditioner, etc. Maybe some stationery. Many of these women have no families or anyone on the outside to care. This may not be much but it's something. We'll reach out for help of course. 4,000 little bottles of shampoo is a lot, to say nothing of storing all the stuff and then putting the bags together for shipment. We have until mid December to get it all done.

Sunday, if all goes well, Tim, the girls, and I head for San Francisco via charter bus to watch the Giants. Unless one of them is reading over my shoulder, they know nothing about it yet. Should be fun and Until There's A Cure Day (AIDS) is a good cause. A couple of old friends from San Francisco will be meeting us there. We were hoping Jim, Melissa, and the baby could go but both are working that day. Darn.

You'll notice I didn't rant about the heat. It hasn't cooled off at all but I'm still enjoying a comfortable room. The forecasters are saying 111° tomorrow and I'm translating to 43.9 C. Cooler that way. They were wrong last week; maybe they'll be wrong about tomorrow.

Not much going on otherwise. I'm still not doing much cooking. No one is really interested in hot food although I have a spaghetti request for Saturday. They'll always eat homemade spaghetti and I can start it early in the morning before the heat sets in. The late afternoons are the worst.

Recipe post right below this one.

Take care everyone.