Showing posts with label Pete Dillon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pete Dillon. Show all posts

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Big Awards, Big Cats, Big Thankfuls

Busy week, busy weekend, and (lucky readers) no time for a big, drawn out Ten Things of Thankful this week (you're welcome).

1. Emma's show choir got first place in their division last weekend at the last show choir competition of the year. They also got best opening number, best closing number, best ballad, best choreography, best back up band, tied for best vocals, and were the overall Grand Champions. Pretty awesome for a group that started late because of a director leaving, had no classroom because the high school wasn't completed when school started and their class was first housed in the wrestling room (until wrestling season, when they got booted out) and then in an automotive room in the tech school THAT HAD NO MIRRORS. Best choreography. No mirrors. Let that soak in a minute....






2. Parent-Teacher Conferences. Hearing seven teachers tell me they wish they had an entire classroom of Emmas is pretty darn nice to hear.

3. Andy's Frozen Custard Choco-Rocko Concrete: chocolate frozen custard blended with marshmallow cream and almonds. If my kids ask, I will deny that I had one this week with my husband when they weren't with us.

4. Ruby.
Ruby trying to insinuate herself into CBS This Morning.

5. Microwave ovens. Mine is broken and will have to be replaced. You have no idea how much you use one until you don't have one. In fact, I seriously thought my son might starve this week when he couldn't figure out how to heat up a frozen dinner without it....

6. My pharmacy. Locally owned, they know me when I walk in the door and meet me at the counter with my order. Thank you, Medicine Shoppe!

7. Emma's club volleyball team. Good girls, good friends.




8. A lake house we can go to any time we want.

9. Fat cats who don't care that they have taken the best chair in the house, and the people who allow him to stay there instead of making him move.


27 pounds of trouble.

10. Spring break! Adventures may ensue. Stay tuned.

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Saturday, July 6, 2013

10 Things of Thankful, According to Pete

Today, I'm turning my blog over for my first-ever guest post! I'm happy to introduce you to Pete, our youngest of two cats. He's a handsome devil, slightly *ahem* overweight, and enjoys sleeping, eating, and managing his Facebook account, and he's going to give us his 10 Things of Thankful. Hit it, Pete!

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Uh, I'm Pete, and I am guest posting today for 10 Things of Thankful, at the insistence of my human mom. (She's actually the only mom I've really known. I was only 8 weeks old when she brought me home from the humane society 8 years ago.)  It has been implied that I am less than grateful for what I have. It was strongly suggested that I assess my situation and give thanks where thanks is due, so here goes:

1. I'm thankful for the 24/7 buffet in my kitchen. As long as my feeder is full, that is. I get a little uneasy when I can see the bottom of my bowl.

2. I'm thankful for my kitteh brother, because he's a complete wimp. So easy to beat the snot out of him whenever the mood strikes me.

3. I'm thankful for this chair:



 4. I'm thankful for my comfy bed, even if it has shrunk a bit over the years:


5. I'm thankful for a good belly rub. Not too rough. Not too easy. You'll know when I've had enough....

6. I'm thankful for laser pointers. Are those things fun, or what?!

7. I'm thankful for catnip toys, especially my banana, which was a gift from my Uncle Phil. 


8. I'm thankful to be an indoor cat, because it's scary as hell outside. Until I got too fat sophisticated for a harness and leash, my mom used to make me go out every once in awhile. SCARY, SCARY, SCARY! I finally learned just to flop down and refuse to move, and mom eventually gave up taking me out. Well, that and the fact that the harness wouldn't buckle around me anymore. 

9. I'm thankful for my human sister. I greatly enjoy tormenting her in the mornings. I really love lying on her back when she's sleeping, licking the inside of her ear and lying on her hair and pinning her down. Good times!

10. I'm always thankful for a clean litterbox. Because what's more fun than watching your mom clean out the old litter, wash out the box, refill it and walk away, thinking job well done, then running over and pooping right in the middle of all that beautiful, clean litter? And know what else is fun? Throwing a whole bunch of the fresh litter onto the floor, scooping it into a pile, and then pooping right there on that little litter mountain. MY MOM LOVES THAT!



Okay, I have a lot to be thankful for.  Lesson learned. NOW, PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME WEAR THAT STUPID TIE EVER AGAIN!