My, um, lovely daughters at the Iowa/Ohio State game a few weeks ago.
Well, kids. That darn cat (starring Dean Jones and Archibald Leach) knocked my computer tower over the other day and jarred something loose rendering my computer unusable. Bad, bad kitty. I was a little freaked out, since my computer is very new, but my friend Bronson volunteered to stop by after work and check it out for me. It turned out that it was just something that he had to recharge and get running again and took him 5 minutes. Thank god, for good friends with great skillz and for quick and easy fixes.
Coadster getting sheared to donate her hair to Locks of Love.
Now, I will take my leave and try to sleep. In other cat news...I think I figured out what the face pouncing while I'm sleeping is all about. Archie just wants me to open my eyes. I've been kicking him out of my room when he face pounces, so he's trying to be more careful about it. Now, he will just gently touch my eyes with his paw, and if that doesn't work he will lick my eyelids. Really. I can't even describe to you how weird that feels. Still, I guess it's better than the face pounce. Kitten steps.