Oh, Yeah....

Have I mentioned lately that I love my cats?

Poor little Curly is about the homeliest little cat I've seen in a while. He's a tough cob, that's for sure! We named him Curly because his color pattern makes him look kinda bald (Three Stooges' Curly). He's the biggest of the kittens, the most resistant to the girls' affections, and, it figures, he has the softest fur.


Then there's sweet little Molly. She's just a princess. I must take a shot of her rear. She looks like she has white pantaloons under her black dress. Everyone needs to see a photo of my cat's butt.

Class was short tonight, but not short enough. I had all my work done, but the instructor had to spend an hour helping people who didn't have their work done before I got to demo my assignments. Once that was done, I was outta there.

Gas was $2.89 when I went to class tonight, and anywhere from $2.96 to $3.09 when I got out. There's a little Habib station in Kiefer that's usually the last to go up. I was lucky enough to get there before they raised their price. I topped up the truck. Too bad it'll only last a few days. Sigh.

I found an old Singer treadle that is in awesome condition that I told Hubby I want for Christmas. Now I just have to whine enough so he'll get it before it disappears.

The cortisone shot in the spine was approved and I'm scheduled for Monday afternoon. Gee, just can't wait.

Job interview is next week, too.

Then just need to wait & see which doors and windows God sees fit to open and/or close.