My own Manny

Someone on Freecycle has a couple of orange tabby double-pawed kittens. They are five weeks old. One of them is a boy.

I'm insane for thinking of taking him, right? With a disaster house and a new baby and three cats - two of whom do not get along - this is a bad idea, right?

ORANGE TABBY DOUBLE-PAWS!!!!!!!

RevCam

(Okay, the icon is irreverent. Whoops.)

So my phone rang this morning and it was the minister of the UCC Church. (He'd asked me to fill out a welcome card, which I did, and checked off that we'd like to speak to someone about the church.) Boy, that was quick!

So he was exceptionally chipper and wants to come to our house to talk to us. Yeah, I'm not used to that. He's like Reverend Camden! Oh my goodness, I'm living in "7th Heaven"! Now if only Mary and Matt would come over and we could all play some basketball or have a study session...

But yeah, so RevCam is going to come over next Monday. I called Jen to double check if we had plans and she asked why he wanted to come over, if he was going to check our house for pagan paraphernalia. Heh, this isn't a home inspection as far as I know (although we do need to have one eventually when Jen adopts her own baby), but it was funny at the time. I /do/ have a bunch of pagan paraphernalia after all...

As long as he doesn't bring those annoying twins (Sam and David? I stopped watching when they got annoying), we'll be fine.