The biggest boy in the world enjoyed about a dozen chocolate cookies last week and had a nasty trip to the vet. He's been a bit grumpy since then. However, because la madre has been working way too much, there was a bit of financial reward that allowed us to pick up a new couch -- not chewed on by dogs! -- and a new mattress; both of which he finds extremely comfortable and suitable reward for his patience. After all, it's all about him, right? Odd story about the couch -- went for the extra strength fabric protection because of the dogs, but the saleswoman was trying to pitch it as this way: "And it covers all bodily fluids, so if someone vomits on your couch...." Me, interrupting: "If someone vomits on my couch, they're buying me a new one!" Not really a lifestyle choice in the lasts, oh, 30 years or so.

Anyway, here it is:


there's also a nice one of us taking a nap on the new mattress set that his snowbeast-ness likes so well.

And in the end, zardoz says, happy whatever you celebrate.