SO yeah. After setting this up a year ago, I think I may start writing in it from time to time, when the moment strikes me. I may even link it from my internet HOME PAGE!
Anyway, the reason I've decided to write today is that my cat, Simon, in his delightful way of amusing/annoying the crap out of me on any given day, has decided he likes donuts! Not just any donuts, mind you! Yes, he enjoys hostess powdered donuts. I haven't tried donettes, but I'm going to assume he likes those too.
I was just eating one last night while watching a bunch of homeowners try to impress the lovely Page Davis on Trading Spaces: Home Free, (proof positive that I am becoming some sort of housewife and require a la-z-boy and drool pillow any day now) and noticed that Simon was quite curious about what I was eating. So I teased him with it a little bit, and wiped a smudge of powdered sugar on his nose. Well that fueled his fire, because he suddenly jumped on my chest and took an enormous bite out of my donut like a jaguar taking down an antelope on wild kingdom! sugar: sprayed. I looked like I'd just come off a nice miami-vice style cocaine binge. Simon then ran off with the donut, and I died laughing.
I don't know how Trading Spaces turned out, because I went to bed.