December 30, 2006

Guess what we got for Christmas!


No, we didn’t get a puppy. We got a 90mm macro lens from my future in-laws! I used the new toy to take this picture of their doggie, Callie.

December 29, 2006

Maybe we CAN all just get along

See more Apple love here.

December 28, 2006

Stuff Portrait Friday: The last one of 2006!

This week’s assignment is from Shaun. It’s the last of the year, so I thought I’d better get back to my regular SPF participation. Here’s what Shaun had us do:
1. Something that you won’t have in your home in 2007
2. Something random and odd
3. 07…..pick seven of something. Or with the number 7. Whatever. Be creative.

I will not have Brussels sprouts in my house in 2007. I think it is safe to say that any dwelling I can call “my house” has never had Brussels sprouts in it. This bag of little nasties was in my future mother-in-law’s freezer. I specifically asked her if she had any of them so I could use them for SPF.
I would not eat them, there’s no doubt.
I would not eat them to cure gout.
I do not like the Brussels sprout.
I do not like them. “Gross!” I shout.

Something random and odd is this “hand” I got in Scrabble the other day. Just what am I to do with this offering? Seriously. What words could you come up with? It is not only random and odd, it’s utterly frustrating. I think there was an open I on the board, so I spelled VIM.

Seven of something. My mom collected these seven Snowdens from Target throughout the years. I took this photo on Christmas, but I just realized there are seven Snowdens here so BONUS! these happy dudes work for my SPF submission.

So, did you play, on this, the last SPF of 2006? No? Well then, I think your New Year’s resolution needs to be something about not procrastinating. Unless you had holidays or vacations or something like that going on.

Happy New Year everyone!

December 25, 2006

Happy everything

I think this about covers it

December 21, 2006

My boss appreciates me

Merry Christmas to me!

And I appreciate the way he shows his appreciation.

December 20, 2006

Once upon a time…

This was sent in my Christmas cards:

The Night Before Christmas
(a parody)
© 2003 Catheroo

‘Twas the night before Christmas and at Chez (my lastname)
The two creatures weren’t stirring, those cute balls of fur.
Jasper was snoozing, dreaming in his cat tree.
Daphne was twisted like a feline yogi.

I was nestled, warm and snug in my bed,
While visions of bachelors danced in my head.
(Even without a kerchief or sleeping cap,
I still settled down for a long winter’s nap.)

When all of a sudden, I heard such a loud noise,
I looked out the window and saw hundreds of boys!
And what more with my wondering eyes did I see,
Santa Claus was there, playing matchmaker for me.

After a trip to the mirror to check my hair,
I opened the door to see who was out there.
The moon was so full; the stars shone so bright.
I scanned the crowd. Would I find Mr. Right?

An elf stood by Santa, holding a clipboard.
I knew he was there to help sort through the hoard.
St. Nick had to check before letting me mingle,
He was choosing those who were straight first, then single.

As Santa sent many a-suitor away,
I worried that all of the best ones were gay.
I waited there, grinning like the Cheshire Cat,
From afar, came a beep, and I thought, “what was that?”

The crowd became smaller, quickly dwindling down,
The beep became louder, what a bothersome sound!
At last, one remained, one stood out from the rest.
Santa had done it, he had found me the best.

Anxious and nervous, my heart a-thump-thumping,
“Oh no!” I suddenly realized something.
That beep, that sound that refused to let up,
It meant it was time for me to get up.

December 17, 2006

I might have ESP

Yesterday we were watching CNN’s Time Magazine Person of the Year special. Various people discussed who they thought deserved this year’s title. Some names mentioned included Kim Jong-il, Barack Obama, the creators of YouTube, and Iran’s President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. One woman on the street offered her opinion–Britney Spears for dumping K-Fed. Uhm…no. Although I didn’t hear Heather Armstrong‘s choice (she was part of a panel of bloggers interviewed for the show), I think it’s safe to assume she didn’t say Brit.

Near the end of the hour-long show, there was the obligatory suspenseful commercial break before the big reveal of this year’s cover. As we waited with bated breath, I said to Matte, “Watch. I bet the cover will just say YOU. You are the person of the year.”

I was right! Time Magazine’s Person of the Year for 2006 is you. And you, and you, and you!

Now if only I had this same talent with lottery numbers.

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