Thursday, July 24, 2008

Kittens and Gansta Rap

Last night my mother in law offered to keep the kids overnight for The Man and I. It's been a long summer, y'all, and I was more than happy to just have a night off from being a mommy.

We went to Outback for a late dinner after the gym and then I took The Man to look longingly at kittens through the window of the vet's office and pleaded "Can we PLEASE take one home? PLEASE??!?"


He is heartless. Or maybe he just has a brain that is ruled by reality. I'm allergic to cats and I sell women's clothing from my home. Women aren't particularly fond of cat hair on their new purchases.

Woe is me. Those kittens were cute.

When we got home the first thing I wanted to do was play music with explicit lyrics on high volume throughout the house. Then I realized that was the first thing I always wanted to do when I got rid of my parents as a teenager.


Life comes at you full circle sometimes.

Who puts pictures of kittens and NWA in the same post!?! That's right, I'm CRAZY like that!

More nominees for the Little Fish award, please! Notice I put a nifty little Little Fish corner over there in the sidebar for linky love. ;)


mah-meeee said...[Reply to comment]

ahahahahaha... you are so funny as usual!

Rachel said...[Reply to comment]

Too funny.
The first thing I want to do... sleep!!!

Trish said...[Reply to comment]

I'm glad you think about the cat hair and your business -- larger retailers aren't so considerate. Last Saturday I was shopping at an Ann Taylor Loft. The store is in a small, yet fairly busy downtown area. A couple brought their largish dog into the store because it was hot and didn't want to leave her outside. The manager allowed the dog to stay in the store -- I was floored. Between potential allergies, fear of dogs, the dog possibly biting or making a mess on the floor -- how is this a good idea?

Shirley said...[Reply to comment]

You know... all day yesterday I kept rapping in my head...
"The boyz in da hood are always hard..."
Then I'd start giggling.