Big Plans, Little Accomplishments

Boo is off to Tuscany for 9 days... What the F you ask? Its all good, family trips hiking their flab off.. Oh wait, he's the only one with any junk in his trunk and thus is crabby all week cause his folks will critique his weight (which is not heavy at all)
I have big plans people, big plans.. they won't happen at all but I'll lay them out here anyway. I'd like to do some organizing stuff but then I realize the furniture is at the old house so I need to just make do.

• Organize craft room. I've been bringing lots of stuff over and it is a shithole.
• Work at old house and finish it up, that includes patching and painting, cleaning and weeding, oh my.
• Garden...which is mainly adding more dirt to some pots, pulling collards, planting more beans (Garden side note, bought a six pack of cherry tomatoes at local store, COS, only two ended up being cherries...and half of the pack came to work meaning I have one sad cherry plant....big sigh, :P, Two ended up being romas and regular toms and two ended up being some weird ass breed that is prone to butt rot :P )
  
• Read
• Drink smoothies for dinner if I so choose
• Hook up the white trash bug zapper full time.
• Buy skirt hangers and organizing my pile of skirts
• Organize cedar chest
  
• Clean out living room
• Read
• Knit
• Watch horror movies
• Sleep diagonal in my bed
  

Fancy Cat

My cat has the fanciest shitter entry, this side of the Mississippi. We took a vent out of the wall into the furnace room so that she could access her litter box but we wouldn't have to worry about dogs. I decided to frame it so it wasn't just rough drywall. Riley then learned to enter and get kitty poop treats. He's not smart enough to understand fabric curtains so thats why the fabric has been added. (notice mr. innocent in the back)

Mildew approves.... which is great since she disapproves most things being that she is a cat and they are never happy.

New Desk

Isn't this desk awesome!
It would be a great craft desk and its orange.
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I'm not two feet tall.

That one time....

Did I ever tell you about that afternoon I was going to stop eating so I could be skinnier like all the other cross country girls? It was a thursday and dangit I wanted to lose weight in the only way an after school special could teach me, I'd stop eating. Thursdays were Buby day and she made her spaghetti and meatballs. I said I wasn't hungry. I lasted an hour once they were out. Dang, I should have become ani on a Friday.. maybe it would have stuck more than a few hours.
And this is what I tell you after not blogging very much. You're welcome folks, half ass stories about half assed eating disorders that never were.