Ahhhh, SPRING!!

this hat story...

is especially worth reading. Dooce is funnier than usual. I don't have much time to read Dooce or other blogs anymore, but seeing as how I'm saddled with both laryngitis and bronchitis, I took a quick tour today. I laughed squeaked out loud when I read Dooce's entry.

Peanut you've been nabbed for trespassing...

See anything that doesn't belong on my new glass stovetop?

Pets for the Elderly

I got so excited when I saw this website!!! I hope a shelter in your area is supporting this cause!


PETS FOR THE ELDERLY

All of my froggies died...

This makes me want to buy a gun...

scary sign, originally uploaded by hatamaran.

I mean, what a deal!!!

I saw this sign today and made my husband pull off the road so I could snap a picture of it.

Make of it what you will.

Yes you ARE here to serve me...

Where's my regular food beeeee_yotch?! Atticus is out of his regular food, which means he has to eat the same stuf but with a slightly different texture. Indeed, the world has come to an end.

every once in a while you just want to throw up your hands...

and scream...and scream...and scream. Another rotten weekend. I do not like to have rotten weekends. Yet, I keep having rotten weekends.

Dude, it's bringing me down.

HOWEVER, the blog is starting to look at least palatable. I can view it without clenching my teeth or sweating profusely, so perhaps I'll be grateful for that and stop whining about the other garbage.

I am flanked by cats, so that I, the HUMAN, may not rest my arms on the ARMrest which is made for HUMANS. Yuki and Grayson could not care less. In fact, they are sneering at me as if to say, "Hey, at least we're not helping you type like we usually do...get over yourself lady!"

You gotta love 'em.

Well, it's a start...

I suppose this awful blue thing is a start on rebuilding hatamaran, but it's not quite the same...I suppose it will evolve over time.

In other news, as I was shutting down my computer last night, I noticed police lights flashing outside. An old car was pulled over in the street directly in front of our house and the cops were searching the car for drugs, while they stomped through the edge of our mailbox garden.

Nice. Perfect end to the day. At least no guns were involved.

I think, therefore...oh wait, I didn't think...

Sometimes I do things that are SO stupid that it defies all laws of gravity, interplanetary goo-related molecule-type space dust-stuff and...well...I just totally f*cked up and lost my entire template.

The whole thing. No cached page.

Lesson learned was don't watch late-night basketball, eat an orange, and fend off dogs and cats while doing shit on your computer that is, at least on a hobby-level, quite important.

So here we are in the wee-hours and I at least dredged up some old hideous header that will do until the weekend, when I can *gulp* begin to rebuild this stooooopid thing.

Oh, what I would give for a time machine right now.

Alas, the world does not revolve around the blog.

Maybe it's some sort of lesson.

Under my feet...and in my mind...just breathe...

Recognize this? It's hotel carpet, specifically the one that is covering the floor at a seminar I am attending about practical use of yoga in clinical work. It's really a great seminar so far. Hope your day is filled with good things, too.