Archive | November, 2012

Phase 2 and 3

November 30, 2012

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Well, the general consensus was that I looked more likely to start a bar fight at phase 2: The consensus for phase 3 wasn’t entirely expected: Bob and Sean had chapel on Friday. They had a great trip out to New Jersey over Thanksgiving break, delivering donations totaling $17,000 worth of food, toiletries, clothing, services […]

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Dryyyyyyyy

November 29, 2012

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Dryyyyyyyy

It has been pretty dry around here lately. Lloyd has a fleece blanket on his side of the bed for the cats to lie on, and he says when it’s completely dark and they walk across it, they spark. I wonder if we could market them as Lightning Cats? Anyway, due to some miscommunication on […]

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*sigh*

November 28, 2012

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*sigh*

Once again, complaining about something nobody else cares about, but bear with me. I don’t know what we did when we had Cricket and Pfennig, but I rarely if ever changed the litter box out completely. It was mostly a ‘reload’ situation, and since the litter box was in the unfinished basement, odor never seemed […]

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Dark Light Dark Light Dark Light

November 27, 2012

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I hope this comes across as well as I want it to. Some background: 1. It’s parent-teacher conference time at school. I am a little tired, so no drawing for this story. 2. I haven’t been sleeping terribly well lately due to the cats. 4 a.m. is giant-paw-on-the-face time. Seriously, Ralph, back off. 3. This […]

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Content with imperfection

November 26, 2012

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That calendar in the hallway at work is talking to my soul again. This time it’s not shaming me – I actually agree with it. (See how fickle I am? When it’s bossing me around, I hate it. When I agree with it, it’s not bossy at all – it is wise, like me.) This […]

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Chester A. Arthur: Biker

November 25, 2012

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It’s like I lost a bet with a hurricane. Actually, it’s like I lost a bet to middle school students. No, it’s more like I lost a bet with Mr. Krall. Mr. Krall and Mr. Weiting put together a fundraiser for Hurricane Sandy victims. As the middle schoolers raised more and more money, the teachers […]

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