A love lost on Valentines

Milson "Millie" 1997-2009

My feline companion passed on tonight, he was getting on and I knew his time was coming, but one never really wants to think that way. I went to give him his dinner and he was at the bottom on the front steps, looked liked he'd slipped down them as he was wet on one side (it has been raining heavily here), his was breathing but it was labored and he meowed when he saw me. It is Saturday night here all the vets I knew of were long closed, emergency after hours answered but it was too late. Life passes so quickly.

The boys said good bye and so too I.

Goodbye Milson, you have been around through 4 dogs lives, my marriage and birth of my boys, 12 wonderful years of fond memories.

iPod + Cooking = :x

Happy Valentines all!

Well The Man is working 5 back to back night shifts and even though we never celebrate valentine, I thought I would bake him a Lemon Meringue pie. Straying of the main subject, I do like Valentines as we tend to go out of the way to buy ourselves gifts, (note, not to each other as the holiday would assume!) The Man hooked himself up to satellite TV so he can watch Premier league in the wee hours of the night and I picked up an iPhone to play with in the wee hours of the night! Once again, Happy Valentine!

Back to point - or the title:
So here I am ready to make the Lemon Meringue pie, I have all the ingredients out and my iPod blaring in my ears (so I can't hear the boys fighting) and as I start I realise an egg missing... Did I take a 3rd egg from the fidge? Did I image I only took 2, I swear I took 3 but only see 2. So off I storm into the playroom to interigate the boys when I slip - fly - arse up then very hard down on my way... I found the missing egg!

iPhone

Now I have my new mac, I think it's time to upgrade my mobile phone and yes I want the new iPhone. But I can't justify it when I don't work and The Man thinks that all I will use it for is Facebook....

but I can get it for just $10 more then my current mobile plan...