Fluffy the Insect Slayer

[susie_flo]

Good afternoon all... how are things going in fiend-land?
 
LIfe in Meanieland has become rather a sluggish and antisocial affair of late, but I'm going snap out of it in a few mins and go for dinner with a friend in Richmond (hoorah!)
 
My major daily achievement these days is to see how many hours I can last between loo visits during the night. On a good night, I can sneak in 2 or 3 hours of unbroken sleep.   The rest of the time I just give up and spend the between-loo hours reading comfort tosh on my Kindle. Apparently it's all good training for what is to come, though I doubt it is doing wonders to scintillate my conversational skills... (pity my poor dinner date).
    
Other than that I've spent the last few days ensconced in chairs, feeling NOT COMFY and trying to fend off back ache via my TENS machine (which can only be described as a sensation of extreme oddness) and footling about with pointy sticks and updating my craft blog with knitty nonsense and candlemaking.
 
I've also been spending a fair amount of time marvelling at the gorgeous, luxuriant being that is Truffle (still smitten) and the unstoppable, faster-than-lightening fly-slayer that is Harriet.  Seriously, you'd think a fly would have no trouble escaping a small cat, but she is a total ninja...  while Truffle merely looks on with upside-down-head from her furry blanket of luxury.    (Speaking of which...  given the Naomi/Cadburys debacle, d'you think it was a bit racist of me to name my beautiful, brown, streakey cat after chocolate and ganache?)

  

Tomorrow I'm looking forward to some more idle socialising courtesy of Rosa-M and Sara Lou.  It's Sara's turn for magic-massage, though I am hoping to sneak in another wee sesh of miraculous foot shrinkage if possible...  (dreamy sigh)

  

In other news - I  am scared of the killer cucumbers.  I mean, really... cucumbers!  The most innocuous foodstuff known to man.  And organic ones at that.  Who would ever suspect them?  How can we ever feel safe again?

 

Comments

[zoo-music-girl.livejournal.com]

I had to google the Naomi/Cadburys thing. I see her point given that we're talking about Dairy Milk, but if it were Paul A Young chocolate...

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

I dunno though... (I reckon a bar of Dairy Milk is more likely to throw a phone at someone and have a hissy tantrum than a Paul A Young truffle)

[zoo-music-girl.livejournal.com]

Oh absolutely, I just meant it would be a compliment to be compared to one, not so much the other.

I can't stand Naomi Campbell, she's definitely a Dairy Milk amongst people. Possibly even a Hershey bar.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

I think you might be onto something there... Hershey bars always taste a bit sour to me

[inbetween-girl.livejournal.com]

I remember going to see the first LotR film while heavily up the duff. I know it's about a million years long, but I still could have done without the loo breaks going into double figures.

Naomi/Cadbury's debacle?

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

On topic of films, I'm already in a state of high anxiety about whether G and I will get a chance to see the last HP instalment on the big screen after Rup is born... (You can see that I am worrying about the big issues of parenthood here)

This is the Naomi thing... http://www.independent.co.uk/news/media/advertising/naomi-campbell-in-race-row-over-cadbury-chocolate-2290405.html

[inbetween-girl.livejournal.com]

That is an entirely understandable concern. At City Screen in York they do special baby-friendly screenings of popular films, a friend's partner used to go regularly with their son before he was a year old. Of course, you would have to endure other people's screaming offspring, but it will be good practice for when Rup is a toddler and talks you into going to see the latest Disney offering, or similar, and Sods Law states that even though your child behaves beautifully you will end up sitting immediately in front of a popcorn guzzling chair kicker in the middle of the "Why?" stage.

Cadbury's really didn't think that one through. I wouldn't like to comment on whether or not the advert is racist but they really should have known better than to take the name of Ms Campbell in vain whatever they were selling.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

"you will end up sitting immediately in front of a popcorn guzzling chair kicker in the middle of the "Why?" stage."

Oh my god, that sounds like my idea of a living hell. Disney films in a room full of toddlers. (What on earth am I doing to my life?)

As for Naomi, I wouldn't fancy going up against her either, but I bet that choc bar has sold loads since she complained and upped its publicity.

[lazy-hoor.livejournal.com]

I was in a panic after reading that we should avoid salad veg from Spain. I'm going to Spain in a couple of weeks! I MIGHT DIE! Then I remembered that I've never had a salad in Spain. Phew!

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

A fine excuse to stick to the paella!

[lazy-hoor.livejournal.com]

My Spanish diet is mainly sangria and octopus.