meow meow meow

Mr. Newguise knows there is a stray fluffy girl outside. Miska is trying to catch her and foster her. I put out some food for her and it looks like she had some. I wish I could help more, but the doc says no strange kitties until after the baby's born.

Newg is standing by the door meowing plaintively.

sleepy

Not a lot to say this week...just very sleepy. VERY sleepy.

James built the stroller and put badtz maru in it for practice. Looks like I picked out the right one. This Saturday, oh heck TOMORROW-- is the breastfeeding class. Zach keeps trying to steal Emily's toys, it's damn cute.

Oh yes, and if you try and ping me and I don't answer, it's because I can't stay at my 'puter for too long or my ankles swell up.

James has been working way too much this week...from 8 to 8 at least sometimes later.

I feel decidedly uninteresting and don't really care. Ok, I probably need another nap now.