Smokin Hot

I usually don't brag about my lingerie, but I spent almost three days in my sexy, red fleece "Wonder Boys" robe. And not just the robe - I was also sportin hot, bulky fleece pajama pants and two or three shapeless t-shirts.

I know, you're thinking you shouldn't be reading this at work - I should have warned you with NSFW.

Had Jeffy not suggested we get breakfast this morning, I'd still be in that robe and multi-layered pajama configuration. I hadn't left the house since Thursday.

Living alone means I can go to bed wearing the same t-shirt I wore one day then get up and wear it again the next day. Much time and energy is saved by not changing clothes. Just put on some jammie pants and sexy sheepskin slippers and call it a day.

So, you've been warned. If you show up unannounced, you're not going to be able to resist this smokin hot hobo lady.

Fine Hobo Living

Sometimes we let our chores get away from us. We're not really adults but a couple of adult-sized children left alone in a house without any grownup supervision.

Without grownups around to keep us on track, sometimes things like laundry pile up, even the clean stuff, because folding is boring.

This morning, as we were awakened by one cat after another wondering if we're now keeping the cat treats somewhere under the covers, we watched the littlest one, Nikita, make her way through some clothes piled on top of the bench at the end of the bed.

She found a spot between two heaps of clothes that have grown into small garmentscrapers when David said we should just get a couple of shopping carts to keep our clothes in. The cats would LOVE crawling around in those!

On a totally unrelated note, how fun to find characters named "Mark and Vanessa Loring" in Juno! Such a great last name!