Tuesday, September 30, 2014

It's Nearly October...



Yep, I have a problem. 



I'm trying to figure out what she should be. Today's idea:
 
Kitty bumblebee!!

We'll keep working on it. 

Monday, September 29, 2014

Blogcast 35: Boyfriend's Back!

Hark, a podcast!



Sorry it's been awhile since we podcasted/blogcasted/podcuddled/cuddlecasted (call it what you will). Per Pickleope's rules, there was no snacking. There was, however, yelling about political things and ebola talk and whatnot. Also, kitty. 


Also, expect a new (but short-ish) nonpodcast post tomorrow. Woohoo!

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Throwback Thursday: Worst Gift Gifter Ever

Throwback Thursday: Because it was Boyfriend's birthday earlier this month! I actually had a good gift idea. This. One. Time. 
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So, Boyfriend’s birthday is coming up.


And I have a confession.



It’s not my fault. I try SO HARD. Probably too hard.

This is not an exaggeration. I have seen the entire internet. There is a LOT of porn out there. 
Anyway,  Boyfriend is tough to shop for. I’m no expert in his hobbies (like golf or fishing), so it’s not like I could get him a new golf stick thingy-


Or fish stick thingy-

Well that just sounds filthy.
Whatever. And I try to find cool gadgets related to this stuff, but he already knows about most of them. And since he’s not poor like some of us here, if there is something he wants super bad, he probably owns it.

  
But this isn’t a problem – I can still get him something fun and whimsical. Right?


It’s hard to explain. I usually almost get it right.






(Just kidding. If I got my hands on a kitty, there’s no way I’d be able to give it away. Retarded or not.)

To Boyfriend’s credit, he is an excellent gift receiver.


Here’s hoping I do a little better this year! 

Monday, September 22, 2014

Cat Monster

As you know, I have a cat. I'm finding that things like this are happening now:

Stories from Boyfriend's Trip




Always SO proud after she vomits




Time to go scrub the rug/weep for my security deposit.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Throwback Thursday: Dentists are Sadists.

Throwback Thursday: Because I have to go this sadist TWICE a year. Stupid cleanings. Stupid teeth. Stupid.
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I had to go to the dentist last week. I was scared. Should I have been scared?  Yep.


Until a few weeks ago, when I realized I’ve had dental insurance for over a year and no longer have any excuse for not going to the dentist.



So, I went.




On the up side, the hygienist was friendly and nice. Not like my last experience with Doctor.


On the down side, it was like a scene out of Dexter (not that I’ve ever seen Dexter. But I do have an imagination.)






It hurt. A lot. Even with the numbing gel.

You know it’s been too long since you went to the dentist when they have to say things like:


Let this be a lesson to you all.  Go to the dentist. Now. Before the plaque on your teeth hardens and the dentist has to use a scalpel to get it off and blood shoots everywhere and you’re totally traumatized.


And a quick follow up note: I had two cavities. I got one filled last week, and hung out with Boyfriend right after, when my mouth was still numb.



So quick, go to a dentist before you have to get a cavity filled and it looks like you have bells palsy and your significant other doesn’t want to kiss you. 

Monday, September 15, 2014

Boyfriend's Coming Back!

As you know, Boyfriend's been on a trip for the past couple of weeks. I've been...hanging. He's coming back this week, though!


There was no need to waste makeup/water/laundry when Boyfriend was away, frankly.
Anyway, I'm anticipating a conversation like this:





Yay!! Excuse me, I'll be flexing my hug muscles in anticipation of Boyfriend's return.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Throwback Thursday: My Not So Secret Addiction

Throwback Thursday: Seeing as how Boyfriend is still on his trip, I've been embracing this puppy/kitten watching disease. Also, ducks. I like ducks. 
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To what, you ask?

Sigh. I kind of don’t want to tell you guys. But I will. Because honesty is my policy.


PLEASE DON’T JUDGE ME.  


But seriously guys. Friday nights with Boyfriend have pretty much turned into this:









Is there a support group for people like me? I need help.