Ten Thoughts Tuesday ...

1) After a lengthy phone conversation with Tiger I better understand his spur of the moment plans to move out of state. He's been offered a wonderful job opportunity that just isn't available to him here. He'd be a fool to not take it. I wish him well. I'm going to miss the hell out of him. There's always email, right?

2) DIL sorted through all of her old clothing just before moving. She found some pants that she thought I would like. I LOVE 'EM!! Best of all, most of them fit *and* they're a few sizes smaller than I used to wear! It's nice to have pants that aren't super baggy!

3) I've hit a plateau with the weight loss. I'm still slimming down, but the scale hasn't dropped in a while. Oh well ... at least it's slowly toning up. Very slowly.

4) I'm back, did you miss me? Did you even notice I stepped away from the computer? Married Son just stopped by for a visit. I love when he just stops by the house to say hi. They finally have electricity at the new house. Next is having gas turned on and getting the water situation cleared up, then they won't have to spend the night at her parents house anymore. Looks like the Gremlin is taking his vacation at their new house - they went to turn the water on the day they moved in only to find the water valve had ruptured (flooding their basement). It's been a headache waiting for the city certified plumber to come out and do repairs and turn the water back on. Until then they can't live in the house. Grrrrrrr. About all I can say is "welcome to home ownership". Well, home rental anyway. LOL.

5) I have yet to figure out where the two Kitty Mommas have now hidden their babies. I thought I saw the tortoise shell kitty, but it turned out to be a pair of black socks that someone had tossed - or a cat was playing with - under the tv set.

6) I guess it now stands that we're keeping Ringo and Shiloh (the two *boys*). Ros and Missy (our two resident kitty sluts) will be moving in with Married Son as soon as the kittens are all weaned. Both of Ros' mostly white kittens are adopted out and just waiting to be old enough to go. I'm seriously thinking about keeping "No Where Man" ... the kitty that appeared out of no where the other day. I know. I should be shot for wanting to keep one of the kittens!!

7) La De Da Dah ... thought seven and already I'm brain farting. Yipes.

8) Cat stories!! That's it ... I'll tell a cat story. Ringo, a purebred Maine Coon, was a rescue cat I adopted about four years ago. He was severely abused and afraid of his own shadow for quite some time. He's developed some habits I've never seen in any other cat ... and I've had plenty of cats in my lifetime. His favorite thing to do is follow someone into the bathroom. When they're seated on the *throne* he paws at the person's pants until the pants are at the human's knee-level. He then jumps into said pair of pants and promptly falls asleep. He *only* wakes up and removes himself from the potty person's pants once the toilet has been flushed. No other means of removing him works.

9) Ringo is also a biter. If he feels he's being ignored he'll bite your hand until he's being petted again. If you're unfortunate enough to be in the bathroom and he's not napping in your pants - LOL - he'll bite you in the butt!!

10) Alrighty then. I can't for the life of me think of a tenth thought. Nope ... Nothing ... Guess we call this a Not Quite Ten Thoughts Tuesday ...