Happy New Years

Didn't do much to celebrater, other than tell dad the obvious.

"Dad, Dick Clark has been ringing in the New Year every year on ABC since I was born. That would be in New York City (New York City? Get a rope!). The celebration at the Needle is on Channel 5."
"They said it would be on."
"You would be wrong."

Score:
Mindy 1
Dad 0

Never argue with a Scorpio--we always win :D !!!

Anyway, got Jack up long enough to bring in the New Year. I then gave up and headed to bed, since I'd been unable to keep my eyes open.

In other news:

Squatch cat is not a siamese, or any variation. He is, indeed, a Ragdoll. More specifically, a seal skin (something like that) type. My boy is finally putting on some weight and his color has gotten darker. Again, he made hamburger out of my hand last night, but cracked up mom by jumping in her Snuggie box. Squatch in a Box!!!

Though disturbing, I have to make a trip to PAWS tomorrow. Seems that Squatch has been harboring fleas and Emmi is allergic. At first I thought he was smacking her again, but her sores are just like Rusty's used to be. Damnit! The dog also needs a treatment, but that isn't my job. She's had them for about a year now, which sucks (13 years without).

Today, I need to get some tea, see if I can find a thumb drive for specific purposes. Cleaning off the kitchen table and around it are also on the agenda.

--Not Hung Over Mindy