Thank you for the comments oh wise one...yes you.
I'm finding myself rather amusing today.
Recieved an email from my sister asking why she got a phone call from an hysterical sobbing mother we both know...and so it begins, web weaver extrordinaire my mum....anyway, so I told her and I haven't heard back yet. The family pattern is that I get into the trouble, my sister is the good girl who tries to make it all better and still keep lots of distance in case it rubs off....hmmmm.
My poor little cat is on heat for the first time. This is sooo funny. She spent yesterday and the day (and nights, not funny at all) before wondering around the house yowling her little head off looking so confused about it all whilst peeing down every drain she could find (okay, that wasn't so funny either, bleach is good, I love bleach) and so, after spending last night in the cat box in the garage (not cruel, we need sleep) she is now rubbing herself all over the furniture and slinking around the place presenting her bottom to anything that touches her (including my darlin' who doesn't know whether to be disgusted or amused) looking for a boy cat to 'play' with ( I have known some women like this...). I feel so sorry for her, she's not quite sure what hit her. How long does this last Jaqui???
Yes, I'm getting her desexed so she isn't inflicted with this anymore.
I am hereby recommending highly, to anyone who cares, two albums by Bliss. Flying Free and One Hundred Thousand Angels are just doing it for me at the moment...beautiful stuff.
My lovely friend Elizabeth seems to think that we should be performing ritual on our dead meat. I think that she is probably right. However, the beasts that come here to be eaten are thanked and blessed and that just about does it. I have however found something in the fridge that definately needs ritual..... and burial!!!!!!
Back to painting...I love blogs.