If It Weren't for the Last Minute...

...Nothing would get done.
We are down to the wire with just one week until we have our private party at the shop and I have one room full of boxes of merchandise needing to be entered into the computer, unpacked, priced and displayed.  Dad isn't anywhere near being ready; he hasn't yet arranged his display pieces or rummaged through the hundreds (thousands?) of boxes packed in one of the barns. However, many of his items are ready for display because they were prepped for sales last summer.

Re-Fried Wednesday, Again

I am getting ready for vacation. I kinda chuckle a little bit as I type "vacation," because I am traveling fifteen hours in a car with four teenagers to get to our destination. Instead of thinking rest and relaxation I am caught between thoughts of Chevy Chase's Vacation and Little Miss Sunshine.
It's not that I mind having all the kids in the car. They are, actually, good kids; there are just....more of them than any sane person would take on vacation. I imagine the conversations going something like this:

Oh My Monday!

So, is it not bad enough that it is Monday? I wake up and stumble to the kitchen only to stumble through cat puke. Arghhhh. Seriously? Am I the only person on the planet that has a bulimic cat? My beautiful lilac point siamese is bulimic. He's been this way since I brought him home, during a November snow storm, thirteen years ago. At one point, I discussed this eating-disordered cat with Dr. Schemerhorn at Cornell's Small Animal Hospital, who told me that my kitty was so pretty he had to stare at himself (you see, Oatmeal is also semi-cross-eyed). Anyway, Dr. S. said that some cats have a sort of condition, which causes them to vomit after eating, especially if they eat a lot. So, there you have it. I do have a bulimic cat. I know this condition must be somewhat mental because when I tell Oatmeal he is getting "heavy," the vomiting increases in frequency. However, I did not say anything about his weight last night and, therefore, am just plain irritated at stumbling though a pile of puke.