So here I am with ny parents looking for new tvs and this one movie catches my eye. I keep thinking, this looks familiar… Is this a clip from a game? Yes, because games are that realistic now.
But then it hit me when I find out one girl’s name: Claire and her brother Chris. Resident evil the movie!
Cause, like… The zombies totally didn’t give it away.
Or not. It’s that time again; where I rediscover my blog and express my intent to start becoming more active just before disappearing into the murk that is the net. Where’s the rolling-eyes emote when you need it?
ANYWAY. I shall still attempt, and will do so… right abbouuutt… tomorrow.
We have kittens! 
About a month old, babies of Yellow-Eyes. No, it’s not from Supernatural. It’s just that she has a litter mate who looks exactly like her. The only differences are in the eyes; one has yellow, the other has green.
So I’ve been socializing the kitties to be used to humans which exceptional results (and in the case of one of them, a human playground). They come when called and I’m fussing over them as if they’re my babies instead of Yellow. Hell, I think I spent over $20 in kitty treats. Though I admit three of the treats to be for the adults.
Tomorrow I’ll let Bubba loose with them. He’s a gentle giant so I don’t think he’ll do them any harm, intentional or not.
Till tomorrow then!
So, here I am going on a lose weight kick and sis is doing it along with me. I kinda went overboard today; pilates plus a teensy bit of dancing and then proceeded to kill the rest of my muscles by doing over an hour of nonstop Wii fit.
So yes. I die now.
Oh sweet mother of god (if god had a mother. Let’s just pretend I said mother of cod and make me less blasphemous.
This morning found Lil and I awoken from blessed slumber by the annoying alarm of two mobile phones telling us we should get up to finish packing and get ready to go to the airport. Our award winning zombie act full on, we crawled out of bed blurry eyed and dead of brain, when a little trembling voice whispered, from the depths of the blankets hissed… “Don’t shower…”.
Ah the love that is Fuzzy, ever seducing us with the temptation of more sleep. Worked like a charm on me too ;)
End note? Lil and I went so early that the damned check-in counter was still closed.
Yes people. There is such thing as airport overkill.
On a more positive note, we have lots of chocolate .
YAY!
