#SoCS: Cleaning the Sty

Recently, Gibbs had few “sneezy” days and he lost his lunch a couple of times. Perhaps that’s normal, once-in-awhile cat behavior or perhaps it’s a sign of illness. In this case, my current supposition is that Gibbs was surrounded by too much dust and cat hair. It was evident when I started deep cleaning the bedroom and bathroom sty last weekend. Most often, I try to clean these spaces every two weeks, but this time it was three. I hadRead more

Near Miss

They called it a near miss, but I called it strategic planning. “What are you doing, G?” “Admiring my recent work, dear sister.” The dark slits of her eyes narrowed as her chest heaved in disbelief. “Seriously? Why would you admire this work? It’s uninteresting and has no meaning.” “No meaning? Of course it has meaning,” he said as he smoothed insulted gray hair. “I don’t get it.” “I’m strategic in the placement. It’s exactly where it’s supposed to be,Read more

A Breakfast of Answers

I’m a little disappointed that only three readers responded to the latest WTH  v.3 challenge. Did you not eat your breakfast people? Not enough coffee or tea or sugar to foment creativity? What the heck? Seriously, though, thank you for reading, liking or participating in the last post. My simple objective, other than egotistical self-gratification, is to always engage readers at MJM and hope at least one person comes back for more melange. Okay, so back to breakfast. What didRead more