Some Things...

Well, the Revolution came today. Thank goodness too because Jadzia's starting to itch worse. Nothing compared even to last month though. She wanted nothing to do with me though, I could barely hold her for 5 minutes, and since both of the twins were trying to get to the medicine, I took them both into the bathroom with me (Curzon follows voluntarily if I call him most of the time) so that I could more closely snoopervise them. All's well.
Nimbus is doing great. The haunches feel like they should, not like they're about to matt up into one big glob of fur.
It's cold again, but at least it's not icy outside like in many parts of the country.
I'm so ahead of the curve this time on some things I tend to put off right up until nearly the due date. But sometimes a little motivation is a good thing. Laundry's not one of those things though. It won't wait much longer though.
I think I finally broke the worst of my choco-addiction. Only one problem: now it's donuts! Oh dear, so much for keeping my sugar intake down. It's not that I have to, I just know all that sugar's not good for me or my heart, and with the family history I have, the last thing I need is to work it harder than necessary.
I cooked more lamb chops last night (that didn't take long, did it? lol). Other than smoking up the apartment setting off our smoke detector and nearly frying them to death (but caught it early rofl), all went well. They turned out quite nicely, but not as good as they would've if that less-than-5-min speed fry had been the 15-min slow cook I'd planned. I'm not complaining though. Not at all.
Poor Nimbus has been evicted out of his cave by big bad Uncle Curry. Curzon's totally taken it over. Oh well, the king kinda does need the warm spot more. Nimbus IS heavier and therefore usually warmer. Nimbus has no problem sleeping up in bed though so it's ok.
So anyways, I'm off to find me a nice warm spot in a very big comfy bed. I still swear to this day, over 7 years after the fact, that the bed was one of the best purchases Mr. Cat ever made. That bed ain't going anywhere anytime in the forseeable future. It's MINE! MINE! MINE I TELL YOU! Rofl... ok it's ours... but I do try to hog it up as much as I can. Kinda hard though when you got cats that insist upon sleeping on legs and arms! LOL!