Photogenic Phoebe
When she’s not meowing like crazy for no reason, she’s cuddled up with someone (or Loki) and purring like crazy. If you look closely, you can sort of see where her eyelines are in this photo…

When she’s not meowing like crazy for no reason, she’s cuddled up with someone (or Loki) and purring like crazy. If you look closely, you can sort of see where her eyelines are in this photo…

Happy Birthday, Liz! If we lived closer, I’d be taking you out to PAR-TAY tonight. But we don’t.
Hope you’re having fun anyway.
Ben and I have spent today completely inside, listening to music and doing crap around the house. For me, that means laundry, making food, putting away the last of the Christmas decorations (shut up!) and other domestic cleaning types of things. For Ben, that means putting the final touches on the new trim around the new hall bathroom door (the exisiting door frame was crooked and wouldn’t even latch) and replacing outlets, replacing light switches, patching drywall and other manly home repair stuff.
Haven’t I already talked about Ben replacing outlets and light switches before? Why yes, I have. But every single outlet and light switch needs/needed to be replaced in this house. Some of the outlets were as loose as… [insert your own prostitute joke here 'cause I'm all out of funny]. Seriously, they wouldn’t even half-assedly hold a plug. And the rest would hold plugs only half-assedly. He also had the bright idea (unlike the previous homeowners) to put GFCI outlets in the kitchen and bathrooms.
I love my handyman husband. But he’s sick of repairing all of the retarded stuff that needs to be repaired around the house (see Exhibit A), and I’m sick of him having to do all of the repairs. Can we please be done now?
Exhibit A:
