Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

P.S. – Failed my P.T. test.  There was a possibility of 50 points on the run…and I got 18.

So yeah…not too happy about that.

Oh well.

And…

PICTURES!!!!!

Pre-carnage shot of the cake.

Ready for DOOM! (Her face is a bit orange because she had dinner right before this)

“Hmm…I’m not sure what I think about this ‘frosting’ stuff…”

“Oh screw it…it’s DELICIOUS!”

Nyum-nyum-nyum.

And that’s about it.  We had to break up the cake with a fork for her, because she got a bit hung up on the icing.  Just kept getting a little on her finger, then cramming her whole hand in her mouth.  Figured we’d better get some cake in her belly before she got on a sugar high.

Anyway, the little birthday girl’s in bed now.  Think I’ll get a nap before work, since I have to take my PT test in the morning.  (Blech!)

Night all!

Whoo!  Today is Cara’s birthday!

Hard to believe its already been a year…

I’m baking a cake for her right now, then I’ll be taking a nap until Patrick brings her home this afternoon.  At which time I’ll frost the cake, we’ll put it in front of her, and just let her go to town on it while I take pictures.

Check back tonight for “hot” girl-on-cake action!  (I just know I’m going to get some creepy traffic for that little phrase right there…oh well)

Away!

Holy crap on a stick…

It’s SNOWING down here.  And it’s actually starting to stick a little…which means I’ll just hide inside where it’s safe and warm with a mug of hot chocolate and some popcorn.  Everyone on the road is going to be all “OMG it’s SNOWING WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!”, so they’ll be driving like lunatics.

Cara’s birthday is next week…hard to believe it’s already been almost a year.

Oh, she took her first steps last week!  Now she’s trying to walk everywhere, but the legs don’t always want to cooperate.

And in further earth-shattering news…

Patrick and I are going overseas.  Yay!  No more Barksdale!

We’re planning to leave 15 Oct, so don’t worry Heather: we’ll be there for the wedding.  Plus, it’ll probably be the last time for a while the whole gang will be able to get together, so we’ll have to be sure to do something extra fun.  We’re pretty sure we know where we’re going, but we’re going to wait until we have the “official” orders to let everyone know.

Well, that’s about it for now.  Going to try and stay warm, maybe take a nap.

Bye-bye!

Well, it was bound to happen eventually…

James and Wolfie are gone.

We had the cable guy come over yesterday to find out why our Internet didn’t want to work.  They seemed okay with it, but I put them in our room anyway so they wouldn’t get stepped on or sneak out.  Once the guy was gone, I went to check on them.

They FREAKED.  Started screeching at me in that horrible voice kitties can get.  We left the door open, figuring they’d calm down if they could get out and see that the “intruder” was gone.

No dice.  James especially would start growling if you even looked at him, and Wolfie would come running over to “defend” him.  After half-an-hour, they were still ticked off.

Finally, Patrick and I decided enough was enough.  They freaked out about 3 weeks earlier, and Wolfie ripped the crap out of my leg.  Almost enough in one spot to need stiches.  And the only thing I could think was “What if that had happened to Cara?“.  And it terrified me.

So we took them to the same shelter where we got Tsume from, so they’ll hopefuly find a good home.  If not…

…well, I’d rather not think about that part.

But other than that, everything else is fine.  Cara now has four little teeth (all in front) that she uses like a mountain-climber’s axe when she wants to stand up if you’re holding her in your lap.  Just digs them right into your shoulder.

It’s actually pretty cute, since it doesn’t hurt…yet.

Not much going on…

Just put Cara to bed, Patrick’s still asleep.  Going to play The Sims Castaway Stories for a bit because it’s fun.  Already worked out for today, and trying not to stress out about my PT test next month.  Hopefully I’ll pass with enough that I don’t have to go to the icky “organized” PT and they don’t try to keep me from changing bases.

Oh, about that…

We’ll either be heading out west or somewhere overseas.  They just haven’t decided yet.  Good news: Minot’s off the list (yay!).

So yeah…off to play.

So tired…

Kat is now a quarter-of-a-century old today…

…man, when I put it like that, it makes me feel OLD.

Ah well.  Off to eat.  Bye-bye!

Figures…

I finally get some pictures of Cara sleeping, and they’re stuck on the camera’s internal memory.  Normally, it wouldn’t be a problem, but we seem to have misplaced the cable that lets us get the pictures off.  So for now, they’re stuck.

…and that’s about all that’s even remotely interesting right now.  Still trying to wake up from a nap, so my brain is a little dead.

If I ever get those pictures out, I’ll put them here.

Blech…

We’re still alive down here.  Cara’s just been going through “sleeping oopsies”, where she doesn’t want to be left alone in her room.  Turns out all she needed was a night-lite.

But we’re all okay.  Just very, very tired…

More to come later.

 Merry Christmas, kids!

Kat and Cara (and Patrick, too ) are off to Virginia for Christmas and general family-togetherness…stuff.  You know the drill.

And…

Dancing Cara!  (Not really…but it does sort of look that way…)

Be back in a week.