Changing of the Cat Guard

This morning I went out to put the Halloween flag we have back up from where it had fallen down (it turns out that my son hadn't screwed it down).  As I went out, one cat came in while another went out.  Later that cat went out and another came inside.  Not long after that, a different cat went outside while... you guessed it... a different cat decided they just had to be in the house.

Changing of the Cat Guard Day.

Dead Neow

I got stuck the other day putting up the next to the last of the More Holiday Cards!.  Today I found out why that was... you see, you can only have 500 sections.  Well, because each of my cats (about 15) times each of my inside of the cards (18) adds up to 270.  ahem.  Ah well.  I got rid of some deadheads (so to speak) that I didn't like as much anyway.  I've still got to add some things in the other Winter Holiday sections.  Because I have too many evile ideas in my head... like the cat email Santa... no, no, no... you'll not catch me out that way!  ::grin::

But after October 31st the Breast Cancer Awareness and Halloween items will all be gone.

I was going to brush my teeth...

... but there was a cat in the sink.  Yes, it's true.  The Kitten... aka Oberon... aka the Cat With the Identity Crisis... has taken to napping in the sink.  The master bath sink, (I attribute this to the fact that the kids keep the hall bathroom door Closed At All Times™... for which reason I inspect it at least once a week).  I doubt that running water on him would work, but fortunately I use a sonic toothbrush... muahahahahahahaha!  I just turned it on before applying the toothpaste and he was out of the sink like SuperCat in search of Catnip!

The weekend was hormone filled.  We had Jennifer² in the house (Jen's stepsister is also named Jennifer). and then Jen's bff stayed Saturday night.  Amazingly enough some work on Jennifer's room actually got done.  As for me, I did a gazillion loads of laundry. ... Okay, it wasn't actually a gazillion... it was about 10... and included virtually every towel in the house save the three that my husband and I have managed to hold on to with a death grip in our bathroom.  IOW about 7-8 towels...  at least...  not counting the beach towels.

The problem was that I kept going up and down her very very very (did I mention very?) steep stairs to a) get more laundry... like the humongous pile shoved under her bed  (Oh we got everything out from under the bed!).  Now this would have been bad enough, but I've been having osteopods (my nickname for them... trust me, most of them come from pods... no, really!) tell me since 1979 that Kats Should NOT Do Stairs™.  ::sigh::  Oh well.

At any rate, this is to explain where I have been... or not been... as the case may be.  But all in all, Jennifer's room is the cleanest it's been since she's been up there... and she only has three more boxes (or maybe its' four?  ::shrug::) to go!  Whoot!!

In other news, Corwyn and I went and got him bamboo sheets.  I highly recommend them.  He now has the softest sheets in the house.  I wish I could have a couple of sets for everyone in the house.  Bamboo is a sustainable material and seriously rocks.  Especially for folx with sensory issues like those in my family.  Mmmmmmmmmm... bamboo clothes...mmmmmmmm.  ::wipes drool from face::  Where was I?  Oh yeah, he wasn't feeling too well, headaches and the stress rash.  There but for my father's genes go I.  But there is always hope.... and cat piles... and emo kitties hiding in boxes... on top of clean clothes no less.  ::rolls eyes::