I AM The Crazy Cat Lady. Here's Proof.

The story I'm about to share is something so simple and silly I'm afraid you'll finish it and wonder if you missed the point.  However, it's one of those sweet moments I want to remember so on the blog it goes.

The only person (I use that term loosely) more selfish than myself is Thumbs McGee.  The girl lives for food, sleep, and attention.  She is very affectionate but that is because she wants you to pet her.  I'm ok with this because what I described above is the definition of most cats. 

Most mornings the alarm goes off and one of us gets out of bed to take the first shower.  This morning, however, we both stayed in bed and chatted for a bit.  I went out to dinner with friends last night so Michael and I didn't get a chance to catch up.  We shared a few funny stories and were both quietly laughing about something.  Once I stopped laughing I heard Thumbs purring loudly.  This is not unusual--the second one of us is awake she is right by our faces, purring and begging to be petted.  I thanked Michael for playing with her and he said, "I'm not touching her."  We both listened and sure enough, our little lady was purring like crazy from the foot of our bed.

I know this might mean absolutely nothing to you but I thought it was so dang cute.  Neither of us were paying attention to her and (for once) she was content to just listen to her parents happily chat away.  I called her named and she jumped up and joined us.  It was a sweet moment and made me realize that maybe, just maybe, this fat cat likes us as much as we like her.

Bullets

So this is just ridiculous. It’s been more than three weeks since my last post, which covered an event that happened in October. I really need to snap out of it.

What’s worse is stuff is actually happening in our world and I’m just too lazy to write about it. In a sad attempt to bring this beautiful blog up to speed, I bring you the bullet. (Pronounced: bull-LAY. It’s French I think. Oui oui.)

• Michael and I are still happily married (thought I’d get the obvious out of the way).
• We started the Haynes Family Budget of 2012 (HFBMMXII) and it is OBNOXIOUS. I’m kidding. Well no, I’m actually not, but it is great and very much needed. Michael created a pretty nifty spreadsheet, which is now a Google document and updated daily. We have a line item for everything. It’s been a pretty eye-opening experience thus far and while some line items are more difficult than others (e.g., Starbucks, personal spending, etc.) it will benefit us greatly in the long run. That savings account is about to get more love than it’s ever wanted.
• Michael gave up fast food and I gave up caffeine for Lent. This essentially means I also gave up fast food because it’s just RUDE to chow down on a big greasy cheeseburger while your husband eats tuna out of a can. I’m no martyr—I’ve definitely had Raising Cane’s at least once. Interesting story about caffeine: I really thought I’d get headaches when I cut out the caffeine but I didn’t. I was drinking two cups of decaf each day and decided my body rocked. Then one of my co-workers politely told me that decaf has caffeine. What the wha?? I checked and sure enough, there are trace amounts. Moral of the story: No more decaf coffee.
• I’m now part of a girls Bible Study that meets twice a month. The girls are incredibly sweet and we’ve bonded quite nicely. It all started thanks to Michael reaching out to one of his friends from high school so kudos to him for being awesome. I am THRILLED as my Dallas friend population practically doubled. We’re reading the book Crazy Love and so far I just love it like... crazy. Hardy har.
• I’m in the Wellness Committee at work and we just gave everyone pedometers. I have aged at least 35 years as I wear mine everywhere and am constantly checking my stats. Most everyone at work does the same so I don’t feel quite so nerdy. In case you’re curious, I walk an average of 2 miles at work each day, which burns off fewer calories than one caffeine-free coke.
• I haven’t picked up my camera in over a month and I miss it desperately.
• I haven’t picked up my side of the room in over a month and I just wish Mary Poppins would show up for crying out loud.
• Michael and I are traveling to Chicago in a few weeks to celebrate our nephew’s FIRST BIRTHDAY. Holy cow, where did the time go? I’m quite excited to get my hands on that (not so) little guy.

 Ok, that’s it for now.