I was pondering this idea before I visited Tybalt's blog, but that cemented it for me. He was mentioning that he did not really relate to the established cat themes for Friday, so decided to launch his own recurring Friday theme.
ME TUESDAY TOO.
Tuesdays are sort of a lag day for us. We don't think our toes or tails are very interesting (well, except for Sadie's one orange toe, I guess), and since Walter is gone, there are no really cute tummies around. (Well, Sadie's is kind of cute in an overly flooffy sort of way, some might say.) We never think of Sadie as a Tabby (I try to not think of her at all except for when I'm chasing her, cornering her, stalking her, and bullying her), so we don't feel very inspired on Tuesdays.
I am decreeing Tuesday Tattle Tail Tuesday. There is so much naughtiness going on around here, someone needs to expose it, so I shall take on that daunting challenge. Plus, tattling is super-inspiring for me. I thrive on negative attention! (All you tattlers out there, join in! Surely Mosaic Lady is not the only scandalous, deviant person with dark secrets that need revealing who is living with cats who blog?)
So here's a spooky thing about ML:
Even as a child she hated Halloween because she loathes having to dress in costume.
It's waaaaay too much pressure to perform, plus she's lazy that way.
But she LOVED the candy, being the obsessive/compulsive overeater sugar junkie she
As an adult, she still hates Halloween because she still hates to dress up. And is still lazy.
And now she hates children.
Especially children in costumes, on her property, pounding on the door, screaming loudly at her.
(Her degree in Child Psychology baffles us, too.)
So, every Halloween, she turns the porch lights off and makes us watch tee vee with all the inside lights turned off and the sound down real low.
She has carefully cultivated her "crazy cat lady" image over the years, so her reputation in the 'hood, coupled with the fact that we've been lucky enough to live in very sparsely populated places, pretty much ensure NO KIDS DARE COME THIS WAY.
Ergo: she never buys Halloween candy for Halloween night.
So, true to form, last week she hit the market on November 1 and came home with 6 bags of $1.25 Halloween markdown crap.
That 50 pounds by 50th birthday goal is getting more and more elusive, isn't it Mosaic Lady?