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A Sunny Sunday ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿฆ‹

Hello everyone! My determination to get back on the healthy (er) wagon is holding up. I’m doing better. Drinking water was easier today, and I went on two walks for a total of a little under four miles. I think I’m going to stick to this “early morning and sunset” daily walks for a while. They burn a decent amount of calories when they start to stack up, and they are relaxing and not too hard to do.

This was my outfit today when I went out in the morning:

It was a little hot but just lovely outside. There were many butterflies about:

I came home to find Kotoko as I left her –slightly less paranoid but only just, and still tripping balls. Her eyes wouldn’t go back to normal:

She began to act more normal around 3pm, and now at 10pm she’s pretty close to her regular self. I’m giving her the antibiotics and tomorrow I’ll give her more painkillers.

Because she pooped all over herself at the vet’s, we decided it was cat bath weekend. I trimmed everyone’s nails, managed to get my legs shredded by Tomoyo in the process, and then we got down to business. The cats were a lot angrier than usual, probably because of the nail trimming. Rosie was so upset…

Elliot came out trembling a little, but soon recovered.

In the afternoon I finished a commission for Nero (posted earlier) began work on a commission for Koneko, took care of the snails, did the laundry, dishes, and vacuumed the upstairs, among other odds-and-ends. Then I went out on my second walk. I was almost home when I met this very friendly cat:

Then I made dinner for Christopher and myself. Breaded chicken breast and salad. It was good. Had a little coffee for dessert.

Right as I was writing this post I took this photo of two of my snails. A little milk snail was quite horny (penis out and all) and fervently harassing a poor roman snail for sexytime.

Sometimes my roman snails will humor the milk snails in these endeavors (they can’t really copulate, not usually, anyway) but this time the poor pom looked so harassed. He kept trying to get away, but the milk snail was always partially on him, so it wasn’t happening. It’s hard to ever tell what snails are thinking, but it was so clear that this guy wanted nothing with this situation, that I separated them to different corners. ^_^;

And, well! Now it’s time to get ready for bed. This week promises to be busy and exciting. So I’m going to get a good night’s sleep.

End of Christmas Weekend ๐ŸŽ„โœจ

Good morning everyone! Though Christmas is this week, our weekend Christmas with family is officially over (although my mom is coming on Christmas Eve.) Yesterday my sis and mom in law went home, but we enjoyed a very nice day together before they did.

I found Buddy and Sarah in the living room yesterday, on top of the projector screen:

In the morning the weather outside was so wonderful that I went out by myself to the porch to have my coffee with the cats.

It was chilly, but the sun felt so nice. I wish everyone had come with me, but they were inside in the dark living room (no windows) playing Animal Crossing, so ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ but I had a nice little time to myself before I joined them.

Rosie sat on my lap, and was just so sleepy and a melted ball of hair and purrs.

Tomoyo would alternate between relaxing and running around with her little bursts of energy:

Kotoko quietly sunned herself…

Whilst I spent time there, I enjoyed watching the squirrels eat the food I put out for them.

Last week, our wonderful vet, Dr. Pisano, sent me a photo of Maddie in her Christmas tree:

You might remember Madeline and Croissant, our last two rats which joined our vetโ€™s mischief when we decided to stop having rats for a while. Croissant sadly passed away this year from a tumor that Dr. Pisano found too advanced to remove, but Maddie is still enjoying life as you can see.

This past week, between his work and my Christmas preparations, Christopher and I didnโ€™t have much quality time to ourselves. Even though I know he was really tired, after our family left he took me to a nice little local church event in the evening that had loads of Christmas lights and such. It was really romantic walking around together in that atmosphere even though the decorations were so old and corny.

Christopher took a photo of me next to one of the trees. I brought Ricky Parky with me; after a whole weekend of acting as non-Little as possible, being able to carry him around did wonders for my state of mind.

Later at home we decided to give one more go to chestnut roasting. Itโ€™s our fourth try… we always got bad batches before.

Itโ€™s more work than you might think. You have to make a cut in every chestnut so they donโ€™t explode in the oven. But first you boil them in order to moisten them:

Most of the floating ones tend to be bad, so we discarded those. It was only a few that floated, and indeed most of those werenโ€™t good (mold inside.)

Then they go in the oven for 15 minutes:

After they come out, you wrap them tight in a towel for, I believe, ten minutes or so. Here they are fresh out of the oven:

The results were… okay? Chestnuts are weird. Theyโ€™re very fleshy; meat-like, really. They taste good but it really feels like they should be eaten with something else, I just donโ€™t know what. In the end Christopher didnโ€™t like them but I had a few. Mostly I enjoyed the experience of roasting chestnuts together.

While they roasted I got the living room looking all festive for movie watching:

We watched another old movie, The Holly And The Ivy. It was nice. It just gives me so much unmitigated joy to watch these old movies with Christopher. Itโ€™s one of my more niche interests and to have him show a genuine interest in it makes me deeply happy.

Overall the evening together was delightful. All my stress melts away when I am with him.

The older we get and the longer we are married, the more I understand that โ€œfinding your home in a personโ€ feeling. I know I complain a lot on my blog, sometimes I mention feeling very lonely in some aspects. Thatโ€™s bound to happen sometimes… no relationship is perfect. But taking it as a whole I do think ours is one of the closest to perfect I have ever seen. I would be hard pressed to find a kinder man, who understands so much about me and accepts me so completely โ€”even the parts he doesnโ€™t understand.

But I am rambling, and today is going to be a busy day. I have to shower, take care of the snails and the rest of my chores, and then draw like thereโ€™s no tomorrow.

Oh โ€”a final note because I noticed this literally as I am wrapping up the post. I just found Buddy and Sarah for the day! They were in the Furby area of my studio bookshelf:

I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful day, and please stay safe this week!

Patchy Goodness And A Rainy Day ๐Ÿงตโ˜”

Good morning! Today Iโ€™m wearing my new Nala overalls that I made with the patch I got from @kaleidoscopekidco for the first time! I paired them with one of my favorite onesies from Onesies Downunder.

This was the first onesie I ordered from them that wasnโ€™t my own design. I think this design is so utterly adorable! It will always be one of my most favorites. Whatโ€™s your favorite onesie pattern that remains your most favorite even as you have a โ€œcurrentโ€ favorite that changes?

Onto more patchy goodness, these overalls were ruined with tons of fabric glue, which I removed as best as I could. These large patches are awesome for covering the damage!

These are a work in progress. I moved the Gurgi patch from my red overalls to these, and planning on making these completely Black Cauldron themed!

And these I got these @kaleidoscopekidco:

I leave you with Elliot enjoying the rain on the porch:

Apologies for the bad quality. I took the photo from far away so as not to bother him since he seemed to be enjoying himself though the loud rain was unnerving him a tad.

Cat Bath Day ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ’ฆ

It is cat bath time day!! ๐Ÿˆ ๐Ÿ› We bathe ours every couple of months since they spend the day on the porch.

Todayโ€™s bath was overdue but precipitated by our long haired tortie Rosemary having a… poop accident. It was awful cleaning her, I donโ€™t think she appreciates our efforts, or the trimming of her butt hair afterwards. ๐Ÿ’€

Elliot is the loudest. He is big and VERY strong, so we are lucky that he is so good natured. He hates baths and could obviously kill us, if he wanted. Haha. Well, he could cause some severe damage. Instead he cries, so Christopher sometimes massages his throat and it sounds like heโ€™s singing. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Sometimes, as her turn nears, Tomoyo jumps on my back and starts biting me ๐Ÿ˜ฐ scary. She forgives quickly though. As soon as sheโ€™s dry sheโ€™s happy as a clam again.

Kotoko also hates baths, but these days she also gets over them within minutes. Christopher tells me that when she was young, she would hold a grudge and not accept pets or sleep with him for up to two days!