Hardly worth reading

I've been trying to think up something interesting to blog about but, so far, I have bupkis. Oh, I suppose I could write about how my life sank to a new low yesterday when I had to remove a piece of swinging cat poop from the backside of one of Jenni's cats. Apparently he hasn't gotten the "wiggle your butt in the litter box until all of it comes off" message quite yet. No, it was just hanging there by a thread, swaying in the breeze as he walked. Armed with a paper towel I did the deed.

Jenni and her family returned from their vacation last night. Cheers all around!!

I could talk about the "how come I can't go out to play" feeling comes over me every time I hear about someone going to Disneyland (or World) or Europe. But that would just make me sound pathetic.

Of course, there is always a little Ed story to share. Like how we're watching our LOST DVD's (just finished Season 3) from our couch that has recliner seats. Totally an old person couch and we love it! LOST has many, shall we say, surprises in it. And each time a somewhat shocking scene comes on, Ed's feet do this little startled dance on the footrest of the recliner. It's sort of a horizontal Texas Two Step. I'm hoping that footrest makes it through the next two Seasons!

But, like I said, I have bupkis. Nada, Nothing. Zilch. Zero, Squat. Nil. Naught. Zip