Day 115

Yes, Rodger, another fuzzy picture of the fuzzy kitty. Sorry! But she's such a sweetie!

Day 114

Hey, check that out! I'm famous, ma!! Look what we found in the sports section of our local daily paper. My 9-year-old was duly impressed!

Day 113

Pinewood Derby Day for Pack 15. Lots of chaos and itty little cars flying down the track. My Bear placed second in his den and got an award for "Most Realistic" car.

Day 112

Party cat wears a lampshade.  This is what I deal with in terms of co-workers.  I'm not completely unhappy with it, but if you ask an office colleague to leave you alone and let you work, they don't take it out on you by scratching up your sofa or coughing up a hairball on your bed.  I'm just saying.

Day 111

The Third Grade Bottle Project. Somewhere under all the felt, pipe cleaners and googly eyes is an empty bottle of Dawn dishwasher detergent. Now, it's the Father of Our Country.

Day 110

Baby cat is being nosy, as usual. She was actually looking for her twist-tie toys - we usually find four or five of them under the couch, just out of her reach. She's a mess.

Day 109

As you can see by the time on the clock, it's late. I promise that one day, I will pick up the real camera instead of the cell phone and actually capture a more blog-worthy photograph. Just isn't going to be today. G'night, all.