Here are the cats enjoying the balcony. It's usually too hot during the day to open the door, but this summer it's been cool most nights. Sometimes I peek out and Haley is sitting on one end table, Nombly on the other. Haley stays out there as long as she can. I don't know what she looks at... just sits on the swinging bench, communing with the night.
(She's been unbearable this week since Kardinall Offishall and Akon put out a new song about her: "That girl is so dangerous! That girl is so dangerous! That girl is a Caaaaliiiicoooo!" She says they changed the words a bit, but it was inspired by her.)
The last few weekends I spent each minute rehauling the apt. Here are my pantry shelves on their *new* wooden shelves. Ahh the perfect laboratory. And my fancy new apron.
Didn't do much organizing on my last weekend, except the spices.
I bought these plastic holders at the dollar store, and the labels at Papillon. I'm sure glass is better for keeping spices fresh, and better for the enviro, but dude... I ain't made of money.
I tacked up a list of what I have, and what I have overstock of. I am sooo clever. By now I have about everything I need.
This weekend I've been cleaning out the living room, to get sofa-ready. It arrived Monday, and today I put it together. The children were as helpful as ever.
Here is my Lillberg couch. It's the cheapest Ikea has, but that's not why I got it. It's high enough, with wood legs, for Nombly to piss on. I wrapped each cushion in garbage bags before putting on the slip covers, so he can't sully anything unwashable. Then I sprayed it all over with Feliway.
I've been sitting on it all day, and it doesn't seem to give me headaches. Yay! Fernando says his coworkers laughed at him for the couch. "A couch isn't supposed to come in boxes--it's supposed to take 5 men to stuff it in through the door." Well, I agree, but... this couch only needs to last as long as Puir Aulde Nombly.
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