Pretty but Insane

Hola! I just read a very funny post on one of the blogs that I read every day (is it comforting to know that although I am rubbish at getting on with writing them, I'm still reading them regularly? Nah, not so much) and wanted to share the love. I love Go Fug Yourself, full of witty snark and references to incredibly random pop culture, my favourite posts are the sections narrated by the magnificent J-Lo. So here's one of them bits for your edification. It's been quiet in the world of J-Lo 'cause of the twins and quiet on the Britney front, my other favourite narrator, so thank God she's back on track so that they can start mocking her again.

Things are going well in Kitten-Land. I'm currently cream-crackered as we're doing Wind in the Willows at the moment. It's our big Christmas show and we do these every other year because they're so ginormous - lots of props, fancy set and lots of characters played by a large cast who still have to do a lot of doubling. I've got five costumes and six costume changes and it is a little crazy backstage. We had Dress Rehearsal #1 last night and it was a real relief to know that I had time to actually do the changes, although I didn't exactly help myself by putting my boots on the wrong feet. It was like that bit in The Longest Day, except that I had time to change them over and didn't get shot. And I'm not German. And it isn't D-Day. So, okay, not so much like that bit in The Longest Day.

Big Blue and I are happy in our little flat; despite fun and games with mould and condensation, we've decided to extend our Tenancy Agreement. I'm thoroughly enjoying spending time with ToyBoy; we have a lot of fun. He dances with me, we warble away randomly and both of us are those annoying people who snog publicly, which is me making up for lost time from my barren teenage years, I think. Money is still an issue but meh, I'm coping. Family is well, parties are planned and I'm nearly there with Christmas, although I have completely given up on doing cards. The cats are well; Steve has resumed up her habit of snuggling under the duvet with me in the mornings while Meatball bullies Big Blue into playing the Light Game with her. In the rare evenings when we're all in at the moment, they take turns sitting on us while we drink wine and admire our Christmas decorations. It isn't perfect all the time, but it is really nice.