Miscellany of a Cheshire Cat

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

— Lt.-Col. John McCrae

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Amusingly, I have no idea how that mouse got out of my bag and onto the floor… but there it was. And there he was. And that’s approximately how the conversation went.

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The cats actually spent most of the rest of the day on the bed sound asleep. Together. Within sight of each other. This is remarkable for a couple of reasons. First, Miss Evil prefers not to sleep on the puffy down comforters. She’d rather be on the sheets of course! Second, the two superpowers in the house aren’t usually seen in the same place at the same time unless someone is hissing. On this day, they hung out, exhausted, on the bed for a good 7 hours, together, content and snoring. Then again, they were also ignoring us quite mightily. Each time I went through the bedroom I got a look of scorn from one, the other or both of them.

It’s hard being the thumb monkeys sometimes.

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So… for those of you not at the Halloween party, the Fop and I got married Friday, Halloween, in a quiet little ceremony with a Justice of the Peace. The bride wore charcoal jeans and a green cashmere sweater. No plans have yet been made for a honeymoon other than “um… 2009?”

And, in true obnoxious style, we made a party game out of our new legal standing at the Halloween party last night: Guess what our costume is! Many people are quite observant of little accessories like rings!

If you feel compelled to gift us (and please know that we don’t want anyone to feel obligated – it’s not like we invited you to the wedding!), we are happy to receive Crate & Barrel gift certificates. We’re saving up for an awesome couch.

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