Monday, July 2, 2007

Ain't worth a damn in Denver.

This was Maddy on the back of the futon on Sunday.

Not that she hadn't earned the rest. Being cute 24/7 is hard work.

Actually, it was a semi-productive weekend. I cleaned my bathroom, swiffed the house, and did all my laundry. Guy did some of his laundry; he seems to generate more funky clothes in the laundry basket than I do. Perhaps it has something to do with my dry-clean only Ann-Taylor clothing fetish. Which brings me to a question for my peeps in cyberspace: how do you divide up chores between cohabitating couples? Guy and I take turns cooking dinner and cleaning the catboxes, but he takes out trash and vacuums while I get groceries and swiff. We each clean our own bathroom and do our own laundry (though we aren't opposed to offering to do a little of someone else's whites or darks when we have a small load to do).

Anyway, laundry is tough in our condo building, especially on a Sunday morning. Guy and I got up at 7:30am to be the first ones to the coin-operated laundry machines in the basement, and some older women had already beat us. We still managed to get a lot of laundry done, and after I cleaned the kitchen Guy cooked omelettes. Suddenly, we found ourselves done with our chores at 11:30am. "What now?" I asked Guy, unaccustomed to having time on my hands.

"We hang out and do nothing," said Guy. "I'm ready to kick some ass on my new computer game."

"Ah," I said. I shlumped down on the futon and found a Deadliest Catch marathon on Discovery Channel. Later, Cops came on, and I switched back and forth between the two. I was so worthless I took a nap. A nap, people. That's something I very rarely do, even on a weekend or vacation. I was evidently so snoozy and useless that Maddy felt it necessary to hop up on the back of the futon and shlump, too. Like mama, like kitten.


BaxtersMum said...

snorgle worthy KITTY!!!!!

With butterscotch paw with just a hint of the ice cream - also in evidence on upper lip.

too damn cute.

Mile High Pixie said...

I know! She's so bibbinlicious! She's my butterscotch-and-chokkit kitten! (Kitten? She's 9.5 years old.)

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Charlotte said...

A man who found yourself a nice catch.
I rarely take naps either because of my hectic lifestyle. Even when I'm sick and need the rest, I refuse to take naps. I'm a bit of a workaholic.

Miss Kitty said...

Ohh! Butterscotch paw! I will gum the shweetness right off of said paw.