Maura's Illuminated Manuscript

...a cat whose tongue hangs out when he's feeling mellow makes me lay a square egg. He got self-conscious when I laughed at him, pulled his tongue in, and glared at me. (This would be alexiarnps's Purrcival.)

Yay: new clothes & accessories for cheap. Such nakhes.
Bah: February insomnia showing up more or less on time.

A few hours after kvelling to liepa about how I hadn't changed a poopy diaper in a couple of weeks, he drops a load on me just minutes after peeing into the potty. That'll learn me. I'm glad I had the sense to put pull-ups on him at night.

Queen Esther looked smashing for Purim, of course, and didn't get any hassle from anybody despite losing several beads on the floor. We finally got the Wendling to wear his hamantaschen sandwich boards, but he couldn't be persuaded to go on the bima with the other kids. (Sorry I can't get at the one halfway decent picture just now.) I actually heard the Megillah in Hebrew and English for the first time. OK, maybe I heard the 60% of it that wasn't drowned out by groggers. I didn't expect to hear "Mi Kamocha Baelim Adonai?" to the tune of "This Land Is Your Land". The Sh'ma etc. were similarly sillified.

Much sleep has been had after a weird Monday night of either late-dog-running- or pseudoephedrine-induced insomnia. (Mental note: if I give Her Nibs her sleeping pills downstairs, make sure she doesn't crash on the couch.) The cough that wouldn't go away did. Buh-bye and good goddamn riddance.

I've been waking up before the alarm goes off three nights in a row no matter how late I go to bed. This usually happens to me in the spring, but it usually happens months earlier. I thought maybe I'd escaped it this year, but neau, the joke's on you, Miss Wendy. Am I turning into my ex-farm-boy father? Aieee! I'm so low on sleep that I'm not even in the mood for debauchery right now.

My seven-month sewing project has taken over my life so much that I've given it a name: Lizzie. I'm going to finish Lizzie this week (preferably tonight) if it kills me.