Crash here.  Sorry I'm late, but mom was very busy yesterday and then later she went out without turning the computer on.

Well, it's only a day later.  Mom has spent the past couple of days cleaning her closet.  I don't know how she does it, but she made such a mess in the rest of the house.  She keeps taking things from her closet and putting them in the guest room and disturbing me when I'm sleeping in there.  I'm not really a guest since I live here, but it's a very comfortable bed.

Anyway, she says she's going to donate them to some charity.  I hope she makes arrangements soon before she changes her mind and keeps half of the "stuff", which she has done in the past.

The weather hasn't been too good lately, not much sun, so there's no place for me loll around on the nice warm sunny floor, and the windows aren't getting opened either.  How boring.

I've been spending my days lately just following mom around the house, from room to room.  She sometimes sits down, but Burnie runs to sit next to her.  It makes me very sad, then I go off to my room (the guest room) and sulk.

That's about it for now, I feel a nap coming on.

Mom was Right

I must admit that I am a slave to my timer.  I use it for everything.  Years ago when we had a swing set for the boys and their friends would come over, I would tell them that they could have a certain amount of time on a favorite swing, then they would have to let someone else have a chance.  I would set the timer and they know that when it went off, someone else had a chance.

I also used a timer on the light in my son's room.  As a child, he would get so involved in reading that he would lose track of time and stay up way past his bedtime.  I would give him an hour to read, then the light would go off and he would have to go to sleep.

I even use it when I want to sit and read for an hour.  That way I'm not distracted by checking my watch.  Unfortunately, that is the time when my phone always rings, but I digress.

Years ago, when I was first married and my mother was visiting while I was baking a cake, I set my timer for the recommended minutes.  My mother, who was a terrific baker, commented that she never timed a cake.  I asked how she knew when it was done and she replied that she knew when she could smell the cake.  I was shocked and couldn't believe she could really tell just by the small.

Last week I was baking a cake and puttering around the house while it baked.  I was in my office at the other end of the house when I smelled something - it was the cake.  About 30 seconds later, the timer went off.  I checked and sure enough, the cake was perfectly done.

I guess mom was really right about this.

Burnie Here

Hi, it's me Burnie.  Mom has been busy getting out her summer clothes and putting the winter ones away.  She wasn't too happy when I jumped into the empty box.  Doesn't she know that cats really like being in boxes, no matter the size.

I'm really lucky, I don't have to worry about changing from winter to summer clothes.  All I ever wear is my fur coat, it suits me whatever the weather.  Sometimes, mom has to comb me and she takes so much fur, she thinks she could make another cat out of it.  I hope she doesn't, I don't want to have to share with yet another cat.

Anyway, for all you moms out there, Happy Mother's Day.

Class

                                         

Have you ever wondered what class looked like?  Well, look no further than this photo.
 

 

 

This woman, Condoleezza Rice had been invited to speak at the commencement at Rutgers University.  Unfortunately, the tolerant left leaning faculty and students don't believe in giving voice to a conservative person, no matter how accomplished that person may be.  Ms. Rice is a concert pianist, she was the former Secretary of State and National Security Advisor in the George W. Bush administration.  I don't like pointing out "the first" anything since it takes away from someone's actual accomplishments, but she was the first female African-American Secretary of State.  She was also a professor of political science at Stanford University and is now a member of the Stanford Graduate School of Business faculty along with being a director of the Global Center for Business and the Economy.  She has accomplished more than most of the students and faculty of Rutgers could ever dream of.

 

The objections stem from her part in the administration during the Iraq war.  Because of the various protests and sit-ins, she has graciously declined the invitation.  Here are her words:

 

"Commencement should be a time of joyous celebration for the graduates and their families.  Rutgers' invitation to me to speak has become a distraction for the university community at this very special time."

 

In her statement, Ms. Rice also defended her record, saying that she was honored to serve her country and that she had defended America's belief in free speech and the exchange of ideas, but that she didn't want to detract from the commencement ceremony.

 

I guess now Rutgers will have to search for another speaker, one who has the credentials and accomplishments acceptable to the left.  Maybe Snookie or Miley Cyrus is available.  They seem to fit the standards of some of the faculty and students.

The Real Story

 

Last week, Crash told you that she was very tired because mom was so busy all week that she didn't get a chance to nap.

 

Let me tell you the real story.  Crash and I were both so tired, that's true.  The real reason we were so tired was that we may have been a little (just a little) bit hungover.  Mom always gives us some catnip as a bribe to keep us quiet when we're locked up.  That day, she knew we would be locked up for a very long time, so she gave us a lot of catnip to bring us into the room and to keep us quiet.

 

Look at those pictures.  Don't we look like we had a little too much catnip?  I'm not complaining, it was good, but then, mom had to take our pictures to show the world that we enjoyed our catnip too much.

Crash here.  I'm so tired.  The past few days, Mom has been so busy, she hasn't had any time for me and I keep following here around the house so I don't get a nap.
Anyway, today I found out why she was so busy.  She was planning a party for her birthday.  She's 75 years old and thinks that makes her special.  Big deal.  I did hear that she was born on the day that the World's Fair opened, that must have been a big deal.

She didn't want Burnie and me at the party, so we were locked up all afternoon.  Can you imagine that, we weren't welcome.  We live here too, we should have been invited.  It was very loud, I couldn't sleep a wink.  There must have been a million people here, at least it sounded like it.

There was one good thing about being locked up with Burnie.  We got some catnip as a bribe to stay in our room and not make too much noise.

Anyway, happy birthday mom.  How come you never give me a  birthday party.  If you don't know the date, you can always make one up.  You could bake me a catnip cake.  That would be good.

A Happy Easter

I thought I was going to have a very quiet Easter, but then my niece called me to invite me to celebrate Easter with her, her husband, her mother and her sisters and their husbands.  It was wonderful to spend the day with them.  They are such a happy and interesting group.

Everyone  brought something for our dinner which was delicious and I brought dessert.  Just before dessert, they dimmed the lights and brought out a birthday cake and started singing.  I wondered whose birthday it was, then I realized it was for me.  I was so surprised and pleased that they thought of me.

I am so lucky to have such a thoughtful family.