Socks

A few months ago, I began wearing mismatched socks. Color, material, pattern…didn’t matter. The only qualifier to my mismatched socks routine is that I didn’t wear dress socks with activity shoes and shorts. That combination reminds me of old photographs of elderly men. *shudder* I’m not ready to join that tribe.

Wearing mismatched socks is liberating. There’s no worrying about matching and rolling or folding socks, whatever your preference, and no concerns about a ‘missing’ sock after doing the laundry. I just scoop up all the socks and dump them in a the sock drawer. So — it’s a time and energy saver, too!

Periscope

Have you ever been stopped in traffic, and wonder, “What’s going on up there?”, and wish you could raise a periscope in your car to see?

I have.

I’ve also wished my house had a periscope. It could be helpful when I’m looking for a missing cat, or to see where the firetrucks are going.

Thanksgiving

Our glasses were refilled from the pitchers, with the usual comments about head. I grinned at Ed as I slid his glass to him. “There you go, my friend,” I said. “Drink up.”

“Thanks,” he said. He seemed suddenly subdued. He’s a moody guy but he’d just been laughing and joking. I wondered what threw the switch.

“You okay?” I said.

He nodded and took a quick sip of beer.

“What are your Thanksgiving plans?” I said.

Ed shrugged. “Don’t know yet. Still firming.” Sitting up, he turned and looked at me. “I just realized while sitting here, that I don’t have any memories of Thanksgiving with Dad.”

“Sorry,” I said. “Wow. Did he pass early?”

“No, he’s still alive, almost ninety,” Ed said. “I guess he was either gone or working in the early years, and then he and Mom divorced. I visited with him after the divorce, but I guess I never spent Thanksgiving with him. It’s just a surprise to realize that.”

Floof-lite

Floof-lite (catfinition) – A cat who deigns to play, chase things, stalk, or kill, and who ventures outside only under the most perfect conditions (which are rarely met, by their standards).

Pawphecy

Pawphecy (catfinition) – a process in which messages from Gods are delivered to humans through cat paws. Such messages often involve inspiration, interpretation, or revelation of what’ll happened to you if you don’t give the cat what it wants.

Haz Mom

“I’m a haz mom,” she said.

“Oh, like the haz cheezeburger cats?”

“No, I mean I haz to wear a haz-mat suit when I talk to my kids, because most topics are so radioactive.”

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