Fun fact, ancient greek athletes may have eaten cheesecake before Olympic games, as it was seen as a great source of energy. Aka eating cheesecake is preparing yourself for the Olympics. Your country thanks you in advance.
#cheesecake
#Olympics
#baking
#History
At the airport, and a man is explaining to his small one that you can chase the sun if you keep going west. The look on the boy's face is fantastic. Eyes saucers that are taking up most of his face. I feel like I'm watching a critical moment in his little life, and it's great!
Two years ago now! This was when Tiramisu was just settling in, after her life as a teen mom on the streets. Something about this pillow made her feel really comfy and at home...
Noticed Mr. Wesley staring at his water bowl. Turns out a toy mouse got in it (maybe via Mr. Wesley??). He then proceeded to bat it around a bit, but couldn't get it out, and then stared up at me like this. This was also just after I gave them fresh water.
I think it's a mistake that 'like butter scraped over too much bread' isn't a more standard response to health questions.
Also... I may have picked up the plague. Either that, or I gotta destroy a ring of pure evil and malice. Or have more second breakfasts...
My mom was visiting me recently and we watched the new D&D movie. Later we were stopped at a red light late at night, waiting to make a right turn.
Mom: "you can go, there's no one around"
Me: "can't turn on red here"
Mom: long suffering sigh, "you're such a paladin"
Alright dear Twitterians, I have a tale for you. Bear with me now, there will eventually be cat pics. But for now, I must share that I needed to put a cat door into an inside door. I thought installing it would be the hardest part of the process. I was very wrong.
That moment when you hear a rustling noise from the top of your VERY tall bookcase, and you walk closer to see the plants are literally shaking because they're under attack... can you guess how she got up there?
Days! I had to throw treats through the hole for Tiramisu to run and catch, all so Wesley could watch her run back and forth. And he still didn't quite get it. Anyways, to conclude: I'm afraid to share that dear Mr. Wesley is not very bright. Less scared by๐ชportal now though.
One 'fun' thing about working in a research lab is that when you lose power the building starts screaming. So many machines with alarms designed to let people know when they aren't working properly. High pitched trilling in dissonant unity of purpose, at least...
This very popular photo captured by Timothy C. Roth from Task Force Turtle portrays a snapping turtle that emerged after hibernation carrying the "earth" on its back
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An excellent problem to have: I've got my legs on the coffee table with a blanket spread on top and a cat spread on top of that. Looks like she's in a lil hammock with my feet as a pillow. Very adorable, but... I don't have my phone to take a picture, but I can't move...
Whelp, my Twitter was acting funky this morning, and now apparently I'm following precisely 0 people. Hopefully this will correct itself, and in the meantime, please don't be offended if it looks like I unfollowed you...
T-minus 40 minutes until I have to start defending (for my masters, not that I'll be defending a castle or anything. Though a sword would be fun to have right now...). Aka 40 minutes left of me screaming internally!
@CatsOfYore
All of my cats are pure shelter cats. Except Mr. Wesley. I'm pretty sure he's part doggo. He comes when he's called, chases his tail, and in general isn't the brightest... so mostly pure shelter and one cat/dog mix from a shelter.
When a friend has been watching the cats while you're away, and sends these as update pics. My dear Mr. Wesley, chunky monkey of darkness. Sometimes his tongue gets stuck after yawning...
Had a dream I was the Joker's therapist, but our session was interrupted by
#Batman
. At which point I demanded to know how he got in the locked room.
..."I'm Batman"
"This is a private session, you need to leave"
Batman gathered his cloak and shuffled sideways through the wall
Just doing a zoom watch party of my favorite show, and Tiramisu decided to join in the fun (aka sit on my legs, which are now becoming one with the coffee table). Anyone know what we're watching?
When it's pouring rain outside, so the humans can't set off the loud explosives like they've been doing the previous few nights... there's always a silver lining to every storm, and for the kitties, tonight it's the whole storm.
When the laundry has you and isn't planning on letting you go in the near future...
Aka when your friends have cute cats and are generous about sharing pics...
Spotify just tried to stop me from listening to the Once More Again with Feeling Buffy soundtrack. Very rude, trying to decide for me that I shouldn't listen to it again for the fourth time today...
I should also, before continuing this story, share that Mr. Wesley has no sense of decorum when it comes to doors. He'll battery ram open the bathroom door. But yet.
Somehow.
My chunky monkey of darkness took DAYS before realizing he could go through the terrifying portal
Do you ever get the most random ideas that don't fit in any story, but you want to make a story around? For example, aliens that look like angry cinnamon buns. Does it make sense? No. Could it be great? Yes, yes it could...
#WritingCommunity
At long last, they've arrived!!!
Dear Twitterians, meet Eowyn, Arwin, and Merry(aduck). More pics to follow, right now they are basking in the glow or Mordor, I mean their heat lamp...
One of my resolutions for this year is to make more 'photoshopped' (aka powerpointed) photos with the cats. Why? Because it's fun! Open to suggestions.
I'll never understand why I've gotten mocked for drinking hot cocoa instead of coffee as an adult, while it's socially acceptable to drink these sugar solutions. Plus, hot cocoa is much easier for the baristas to make! What do you think, what's your poison?
Dear fellow twitterers, want to see something terrifying? I tried making an image for an alien animal I made up. It's... supposed to be cute. Open next tweet for the results...
Dear Twitterians, I present to you Sophie, the world's softest cat. Before today I would have said Mr. Wesley is the softest, but I can no longer swear to that. Gaze upon her greatness!
HAPPY CATURDAY!!
This picture is a year old, according to my phone, but it's one of my favorites. Also taken within a week of adopting Tiramisu, when Mr. Wesley still wasn't sure about the whole thing... I think he's adjusted.
๐งต Can never think about Brownies without remembering a certain tale from College. Freshman roommate was a lovely person, and very tidy. One day I came home to her swiffering again that week, and I made a cheerful comment that living with her was like living with a brownie. Guys.
Bwbach (little scare, pronounced boo- bach) is a Welsh term for fairies that live inside the home & do chores in return for a bowl of cream. Basically, its the Welsh version of the brownie.
Mr. Wesley has been perched on the edge of my desk staring at me for a good 15 minutes, just as pictured here. What do you think he's trying to tell me?? His food bowl is full!!!