A New Addition to the Family...

No. It's not 8. We still have a few weeks before then. 50 days to be exact. I'm a little excited and extremely ready.

But anyway, we got a 6 month-old kitten the other day from the SPCA. His name is Tchaikovsky since I have a thing about naming animals after composers. The SPCA had named him Morty but we'll call him "Chai" for short. He and Mozart get along rather well actually. Mozart is actually scared of him but still likes to play. This kitten is rather playful but cute and very sweet. Extremely people-friendly and very good with Smasher. Smasher seemed to be excited about it for the little bit of time he spent with him before he went to his dad's this weekend. He even said kit. He's starting to say all sorts of things so I finding that I have got to be careful with what I say. He is my baby boy always though and I find it bitter-sweet that he's growing up so fast.

The Hubby and I are thinking we should start a YouTube series called Tchaikovsky vs. Mozart. We'll see. Their, um, exploits have proved to be quite entertaining over the last couple of days.

So, things have kind of calmed down a bit since Thursday after the hospital trip but it's still been pretty bad. I just find myself being exhausted but my blackout spells haven't been too bad...until this morning. We woke up and got ready for Sunday School and church. We got in the car thinking we had 10 minutes to spare when I realized that wait - my alarm clock had not in fact set itself automatically like it should have for daylight savings time. Oh well. We still had time to make it to church so we did. I did pretty well throughout the service, but towards the end, I started getting shaky and dizzy so we decided to sneak out a little early. I'm just not feeling very well at all today and am thankful for the few hours I have before going to get Smasher so I might get a nap in. The Hubby is cooking us lunch and I'm sure it will be wonderful.

So, for now, auf wiedersehen....