Considering finishing this poor pathetic knitted dragon.
Finally photographing this baby blanket I finished months ago.
Hooking my nephew up with a sweet hair cut.
Chillin' with my nephews and my brother.
Being a cat warden for this little piece of work.
Ritz and I gave this cat to my mom last fall. My mom LOVES Halloween like no one I have ever met and was so happy that this cat is "Halloween colors" that she promptly named her Bella... after the Twilight books. I cringed and proceeded to tease her relentlessly. So she changed her name to Bela. As in Bela Lugosi. As in Dracula circa 1931. I can totally get behind that. She was spayed this week. She's naturally insanely hyper and seemed clueless that she was in a delicate condition - the cat morphine didn't help - it made her oblivious to the pain. Basically I had to make sure she didn't harm her incision while she behaved like a flying squirrel all over the house. She's feeling much better now.