So I’m at Walmart … a place I really, really try to avoid if possible.

It’s not that I don’t enjoy a bargain.  I just have a tough time with all the other people there looking for bargains.

Actually, I believe you can find the rudest people on the planet congregating in your local Walmart:  the people that are in the checkout line publicly ridiculing their children for everyone to hear, the woman that rams her cart into yours (or your leg) and then gawks at you like it was your fault for standing where she wasn’t looking, or the coughers — those people that walk around the store coughing like they swallowed a hairball, touching everything they pass, and never, ever covering their mouths.

It’s a germ-a-phobe’s worst nightmare.  Trust me.  I know this.

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Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Here is my little pilgrim who wishes to go unnamed when she was two years old. How the time flies!

I hope everyone is having a wonderful day.

I have so much to be grateful for this year: family, friends, our health, my fur babies, and most recently, all of my readers! Thank you so much for coming back everyday and for all of your support and encouragement. With my blog growing as fast as it has been I can’t wait to see how it will grow before next Thanksgiving!

Here’s wishing you a blessed and safe holiday!

I have GREAT news!

I have finally broken Topher down, and he has agreed to put up my Christmas tree this weekend! It took me longer than I thought it would — I must be losing my touch.

Sadly, this will be our first Christmas without Baxter. We got Baxter when my  unamed daughter was in the second grade. We rescued him from the Humane Society when they were at their old location. Topher and I went down there to get her a kitten for her birthday to help teach her responsibility. We walked around that old, dark facility forever, not seeing one that really “jumped out”.

We found a cuddly little kitten with sweet eyes just laying there, looking docile and calm, so we  asked to spend some get-to-know-you time in the visiting room.

I’m not sure what happened once we got in there, but this cat suddenly thought it was a squirrel — on caffeine. It would somehow teleport to every corner of that tiny room simultaneously — one second she’s behind me, then I blink and she’s has Topher’s shoestring in her mouth, then I blink again and she’s underneath my chair, or in the corner, or jumping up to play with the doorknob. We were trying to calm her down long enough so we could pick her up, but for a cat named Edith Ann, she was traveling at light speed.

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