Big Kitties

Hubs and I are going to visit his parents and my mother for Christmas. I thought I'd share some holiday cheer while I'm at it. Enjoy this adorable video as much as I did. If you don't watch this with a big, stupid grin on your face, or at least a warm in your heart, you have no soul.



Apparently, even wild kitties love teh boxes.

Eclectic = Me

A little after I earned my degree, I began to read as ravenously as I had before. In the time it took to get my degree, I was more or less relinquishing personal reading time for studying, labs, and group work, and right as I finished my degree, I was so burned out on words, I couldn't think of what I could possibly want to do with any sort of book. Thankfully, I'm back to my old self again, and reading like crazy.

One of two that I have finished today: Queen By Right, by Anne Easter Smith. The story of one King Edward, who had rights to King Henry's throne after his father was killed, because his father was heir apparent on the non-Lancastrian side. The story is told in his mother's words, revealing a strong, intelligent voice. Very good, but I cannot help but be a little curious: what of a book depicting an every day woman, perhaps intelligent, but having to pretend otherwise in such a time as those?

 Book Two: Belly Laughs, by Jenny McCarthy. A book written from the viewpoint of a mother who bares all when it comes to pregnancy, from weight gain to cravings, Psycho Chick to Blue Twinkies, all of it for our reading pleasure. Personally, I'm glad I read it, because when I finally do become a mother, there will be far less indignation. I mean, COME ON! EVERY PREGNANT WOMAN KNOWS THESE THINGS AND YET NO ONE WARNS THE NEWBIES!?!?!?!11!!

Last but not least, my newest acquisition: Just Friends, by Robyn Sisman. Good so far!

Hard Drive Be Gone (or a Hammer if you want to be literal!)

My husband and I recently got rid of a very old computer that had been collecting dust in the corner of our bedroom. However, since I am a paranoid person, I insisted he remove the hard drive first. And then the fun began!

With the hard drive and a hammer in hand, I headed out to our patio, where I proceeded to whack the ba-jeebers out of it. My husband had a few tries too, denting the hard disk, and I was happy to see I'd destroyed one of the chips sitting atop the device. It was all good and fun, and my identity is safe!

It's Raining Hedgehogs

*snort, sniff, snort, grump*

     My pet hedgehog, Siegfried, is probably one of the cutest hedgehogs that exists. You might be asking yourself, what does a hedgehog even do? Well, mine huffs and puffs and pokes with his little toothpick spines, and licks things and chews things and puts spit on himself in a process quaintly called, "self-anointing". The best times are when he comes out of his protective cocoon of spines and looks at you with his clear, bright eyes and snuffles and licks his snout.

He'll only eat cat food, which is what they are fed while in captivity, but promises of a happy hedgehog nomming on grapes or other delicious treats have never really come true in this household. Until they do, I'm going to hold him, and talk to him, and snort back at him because of his rotten little attitude.