how does 7 pounds of yark come out of a five pound cat?

that's my question!
cause i just stepped in the biggest pile of cat yak.
and in the dark!
i don't understand how i made it into the room and maneuvered around it without sliding into it.
thanks to my son who wanted a drink, i had to get up and again cleared the offending pile of yak.
it wasn't until i sat back down in my chair that my HEEL, my NAKED HEEL stepped right into the giantest warmest pile of YARK.
and i know which cat it spewed from, it's the only cat who yaks in my house and she's the smallest.
this cat gets the award for most dramatic vomiting scene ever.
and i don't mean like a golden globe award, we are talking oscar all the way.
documentary to follow soon i'm sure.

ok blog take two

after much, well...some deliberation, i have decided once again to embark one more time on the great journey that is blog.
big fat hairy deal right?
well yah sure!!
it is if you have a fraking blob stalker!
i swear as cat as my witness that if my stalker restalks me i will reach though my monitor and spit green jello in their face.


i really don't have anything amusing to blob around about. i'm waiting for blueberry buckle to get done buckling in the oven, my cat to stop swishing me with her tail, the baby to FALL ASLEEP ALREADY!!!! and some quiet happy time so i can get down to business.
i have FOUR FUCKING RING orders i have to fill goddammit!
can't a person get some quality time around here?!

erg...i'll be back.