Currently Sunflowers By Sheramy Bundrick see related

Darn it all to all heck.

I know, I shouldn't swear in such a manner.

I couldn't help it. I just finished writing a blog posting about how I didn't know what I was going to write about and how I thought of several things but I rated them all from extra-boring to only half-boring (it was riveting stuff!) but something went awry. So now I'm sitting here listening to the kitten growl at his toy remembering that I rated cat talk boring. Then I was going to say but Patty Paws cartoons are in the not-at-all boring category and how when I went to save the PP cartoon I found this randomness saved:

Now, I'm mesmerized by Bill Cosby and can't even finish this post.

Someone please make him stop.

Pioneers

Oh pioneers.

Come my blue-jeaned children.

Follow well in order. Have you your denim? Have you your material goods?

Pioneers, oh pioneers!

For we cannot learn poetry,

We must watch TV my darlings, we must use our credit cards.

We the youthful, sinewy races, the survival of poetry is wasted on us.

Pioneers, oh pioneers!

O you youths, Western youths,

so impatient, full of texting, full of facebook friendship,

Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping Whitman.

Pioneers! O pioneers!

The Fabulous Miss Patty Paws

     Seven or eight years ago I went to Petsmart. I was going to adopt a kitten. A little, fuzzy, cuddly kitten. Instead, I came home with this:

A fat, sassy, adult cat that I got at a discount. She was the perfect cat for me. Some people she liked, some she didn't and if she didn't like you, she would give you the death stare. If she did like you, she would reward you by sitting her large self on your lap.

She also became inspiration for my husband's drawings. She's been featured in several cartoons (I wish I had an electronic version of Yentl Paws!), she's been on bookmarks, and on dishes.

Patty Paws tolerated being harassed by vets, the roomba, and even a kitten.

Patty was large, in charge, and even if she wasn't the nicest cat, she had character. 

She greeted me this morning and gave her my usual pats and questions. She then went to lay under the bed (one of her favorite spots) and her little heart finally gave out.

I will miss my little Patticus, the PP, the Paws, my little Patty.

It is not working as I planned.

 I planned to blog about how I did a nice thing and made my parents white chicken chili for them at their house. Then I was going to talk about how on the drive home the leftover chili spilled all over the book I was reading, The White Queen and isn't it funny that the white queen is covered in white chili.  The story didn't end there though. So this book (that I had borrowed from a friend) was now covered in yummy chicken broth and cream and chickeny goodness and how Furmosa thought that this book was a treat just for her. She proceeded to eat a corner of the book and how all of this happened because I did something nice.

To end this post-that-would-have-been I was going to show a picture of the much mangled book. I went to get the book and this happens:

That's the doorknob on the floor and the door is closed. I can't seem to get in. I'm sure if I really tried I could get the door open but why when the husband will be home in less than 30 minutes?

Before Amy hunts me down.

The title has nothing to do with the post. I just wanted my niece to know that I did not forget about my blog and I take her reprimands seriously.

I've been thinking about vegetables. I'm in favor of most vegetables (brussel sprouts can bite it) but I need new ideas on how to cook them (not you brussel sprouts, stay away). I'm not opposed to cooking vegetables, I am not a raw foodist. And besides brussel sprouts, oh, and green peppers, I really enjoy the vegetables.

Corn, zucchini, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, onions, green beans, sugar snap peas, regular peas, lettuce, spinach, cabbage, celery, radish, squash, avocado, cucumber, artichoke, jicama, any type of potato...

I need healthy, new ways to cook (or not cook) and eat these vegetables. Since no one really comments, I'm not sure how I'll get new ideas from all you non-commenting readers (and I know all 5 of you personally!) but I'm putting it out there in the universe. (After my last post about the dreaded job, things changed drastically, the old boss was moved and demoted. So maybe if I put my vegetable problem out in the world, a cookbook of vegetables will fall into my lap.) Stranger things have happened.