Happy New Year and all that jazz. The BiL, SiL and niece were over last night. We played disc golf on the PS3 Move until 5 minutes to midnight, then watched the ball drop. That was actually a lot of fun, well, until Mikayla stopped trying to actually play and tried throwing a fit a couple times when we told her to play right. I think she was simply tired.
Figured out I am not a wine drinker (neither is Mark, really). It gives me a headache. No other liquor does that, oddly enough. So I'll stick with cooking with it. Ah well.
I've been working on unfinished beadwork projects lately, trying to clear out the backlog essentially. This is the one I'm working on currently.
When it's done it'll have four strands, two to a side. It's rather long, definitely not choker or princess length. Maybe in another week, I'll have finished photos...
There's a hole in my kitchen ceiling. Thankfully it's only a temporary thing and will, hopefully, be fixed by next weekend. Whereupon we can start working on the kitchen again. It'll be nice to have it finished and be able to have everything we need in the kitchen again. Tomorrow the landlord will be here to replace the flange on the toilet and tub drain line that's cracked. Which means I'll be at the InLaws' doing laundry much of the day. Mark will have to deal with the noise, lol.
Mark pulled the tile up in the bathroom today, in preparation for tomorrow. We figured we'd kill two birds with one stone and since the floor was being opened up in there, why not replace the tile while we were at it. There were FOUR layers of vinyl tile on that floor. FOUR. Mark took it back to the original flooring, so now, there will only be one.
See this kitten? No, it's not Aries, though she's a near ringer for him. She showed up in the yard a few days before Christmas. Mark spotted her first, stalking the birds on the front porch. We thought she was another feral kitty. Then I realized how tiny
she is. She's not more than 4-5 months old, if that. And cuddly and friendly as all get out. Add in the fact that she's apparently going through her first heat and that adds up to someone tossing her out rather than taking her to the vet or Angels of Assisi to be spayed. Instead, she'll likely get pregnant by one of the ferals and the cycle will start all over again.
Currently she's camping out on the front porch, having decide our house was THE house to be at, as we'll feed her and there's a blanket out there to curl up on. It's all a gimmick really, as Tuesday, she's heading to the shelter where they'll spay her, give her shots and find her a great home that'll take care of her. We'd keep her but with 3 already, we absolutely can't, and the InLaws , while agreeing she's adorable, are apparently not ready for another cat yet after losing Sinman a little over 6 months ago, so I can't blame them.
Took the bird feeders down, cleaned off the front porch, told the landlord about the rats and am working on getting traps for them. They dug a tunnel under the front steps. That was the last straw. The landlord will be calling the neighbors' landlord about them, as that's where they're coming from. It doesn't help that they leave bags and bags of garbage sitting out back for days at a time. It only entices more rats. So. Hopefully we can get them to decide this isn't the yard for them any longer.
Still undecided as to what I'm going to do about Artfire. Still in wait and see mode there. But a lot of sellers are already leaving, so I think 2012 is going to be rough for Artfire, at least at the beginning, until new sellers replace the lost income.
And that's the beginning of my new year. How's yours?