where a woman referred to herself as the "CEO of the household." Does that mean I can call myself a CEO? I don't think executives get down on their hands and knees to scrape old dried onion slices off the floor behind their garbage cans. But I'm more than a housekeeper, 'cause I also cook, throw parties, make gifts, and do all the decorating. I guess I'll just stick with house wife or hausfrau for now. Or Brett's beloved "hausferatu." Actually, I take that back. I really hate being called hausferatu. Don't call me that.
Mordechai scratched me today. It was an accident - he was falling off the kitty tower where I was petting Star, and he was trying to use his claws to pull himself back up. He failed though, and crashed down to the floor. Leaving me with a gash from elbow to wrist, just opposite the side of my right arm where Star scratched me in a similar fashion last year. I still have a pretty ugly scar from HER scratch, and I hope his doesn't leave a matching scar. Actually, it's not that bad. Most of it's just a bad scratch, rather than an actual torn open GASH like her scratch was. The worst part of it is pretty bad though; bad enough to have bled through my extra big tough strip bandaid significantly within the first 10 minutes. It's clotted now though.
I'm so scrappy...I swear, it seems like some people just never get hurt. Me - I'm constantly nursing some sort of scrape or bruise. Last week I was putting together some bookshelves for our room (different from the shelves I talked about in the last post), and I went to flop down on the floor next to them and ended up scraping my body against the side of the bed on my way down. Not the mattress, but rather the side of the box spring, since the mattress was slightly askew. It was one of those pains where you cry out involuntarily, and then just have to sort of sit there for a minute with your mouth open, not making any sound. I still have a gigantic bruise on my ass. It's hot.
I saw the American version of The Office for the first time tonight, and I was kind of disappointed. Maybe it was a lame episode, but I just sort of thought it was "meh." I reeeally don't like most sitcoms, but I thought the British version of The Office was HILARIOUS, and I'd heard this was just as funny. So far: not so much. I did kind of think that Little Mosque on the Prairie show was funny though - we watched that earlier this week. Not funny enough to be like, "Oh, it's [blahblah]day, LMotP is on!!!" But funny enough to not change the channel if I stumble across it. I guess there aren't many shows that I actually LOOK for on tv, though. CSI, BSG, House, Top Chef, Project Runway, The Simpsons, Ace of Cakes, and every once in awhile a season of ANTM. Okay...damn. That's a lot of tv. And that's not counting random scifi movies or food network challenges. But it's also not counting repeats; only new episodes. Anyhoo. I should go to bed, because it's late.
Good night! ♥
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