MY mitten! MY octopus!

I don't know what makes the cats claim a toy as theirs, but they're so funny when they do! I got a little mitten with a bell and catnip inside today, and Sterling decided it was hers, and just like Anya did with the octopus, grabbed it and ran away, and growled when anyone else tried to take it.

ChefBoy is on his way home. I had a really good time with him, and I wish he lived closer, just not right here with me. I was glad he stayed long enough to see Goodness; they RAWKED.

And now, lots of cleaning.

I am too poor to go to Tennessee for Christmas. :(

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Oh, jeez, I forgot.

me: Next I need to buy The Critic on DVD. (Tells ChefBoy the bit where Jay's sister can have a white debutante dress...except the gloves.) And then there was this Orson-Welles-doing-a-commercial bit, with the Rosebud brand peas, and country goodness and green pea-ness.

me: *laughs so hard I cry*

Chefboy: That's it, I'm buying you a big green dildo for Christmas.

me: But... how would you ever NOT think of the Incredible Hulk with one of those?

ChefBoy: I wasn't thinking of that. Until now.