Happy Cataversary

Today is my ninth wedding anniversary. I would like to say, congratulations to me for getting such a wonderful man to put up with me for so very long. Yay me!

For my first anniversary, my husband gave me a kitten and named him “Paper” – because according to the old gift-giving tradition, your first anniversary is your “paper” anniversary. He was the cutest little furball ever. Now he’s a GIANT fat, lazy, grumpy cat, but I still love him!

When Paper was a few months old, I decided he needed a playmate, and so we got another kitten. We named him Jack, until we found out he was a she, and then we named her Molly. She was very sweet and very snuggly.

(Paper and Molly breaking in the new glider rocker my mom bought us when I was pregnant with Joshua)

We all lived happily together for several years, until I had the audacity to have a baby. Then, I all of a sudden didn’t love the cats nearly as much as I used to. They just weren’t nearly as cool as my kid!

(Molly competing for space with a newborn Joshua)

A couple of years later, after I had Sophie, I could hardly put up with Molly any more. She, like every other member of our household, wanted to be ON me all. the. time. And she meoooowwwed all the time when she couldn’t be on me! I just couldn’t take it anymore, so we found her a good home with my friend Megan & her family. Where, I am surprised to say, she actually lasted 14 months!

Until last night, my anniversary-eve, when she finally overstayed her welcome at Megan’s and came back home to live with us. Rumor has it she was urinating on Megan’s laundry, but I am sure they are just making that up. My sweet little Molly? NEVER!

So, it’s happy cataversary again! Everyone’s still settling in, so I’m not quite sure how this will pan out, but I am sure it will be fine, and Joshua, whose love for Molly NEVER wavered, is THRILLED to have her home.

But if girlfriend starts peeing on my clothes, she’s going to find herself in a new OUTDOOR home very soon!

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Call me crazy…

(Jenny, I know you’re going to accuse me of smoking more crack…)

But last night Andy and I booked a trip to Disney World!

And, against our better judgement, we’re taking the kids.

Andy, Kate and I went two years ago, when she was three, and it was sooooo great. We had planned to wait to go again until Sammy was about that age as well, but….

Have you seen the deals they have going right now?? You know the economy is bad when Disney is practically paying people to go there. (Ok so that’s not exactly true…). But seriously, right now they’re running a promotion where if you pay for four days/nights, you get three days/nights for free, including park admission!

I spent a lot of time pricing out different locales for our summer vacation, and really this is such a good deal we couldn’t pass it up. We’ve got Park Hopper passes and the Disney Dining Plan (I like to know exactly how much we’re going to spend – and have it paid for – before we go) and I am soooooo excited.

And feeling a slight bit nervous.

After all, we are going to Disney with a five-year-old and a 19-month-old.

Perhaps we are crazy.

So I need your help, readers, because I know many of you are Disney experts (that means you, Karen. Can you hear me out there or does the sounds of screaming from the Tower of Terror in your back yard drown me out?) and traveling-with-kids experts and just plain Mom experts. Please, leave a comment with your top suggestion for making this trip a success!

And Jenny, our plane tickets are non-refundable, so I don’t want to hear your top suggestion about cancelling the trip, stat. K?

My best traveling-with-a-kid-to-Disney-or-any-other-crowded-place can be found here.


I can’t wait!

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Everybody’s doing it.

Apparently Twitter has really hit the mainstream (or at least Fox News), because even my grandma has heard about it.

I was sitting in her kitchen yesterday, minding my own business, when she said to me, “Do you twitter?” Not waiting for my response, she continued. “I saw it on the news. Anna [my sister] and I were waiting for the elevator at the mall, and I asked her if she twitters. She said no, but you do. I asked her what you twitter, and she said you would probably twitter ‘I’m getting on the elevator now.’ Would you do that?”

“I might,” I replied, indignantly.

“Well I can’t imagine why anyone would be interested in that,” she said.

She looked at the baby and said “Sammy, are you going to twitter?” and then turned to me and said “Can you imagine what he’ll be twittering? He’ll probably be twittering with someone in Europe!”

I let that one go.

“Where’d that word come from, anyway? Twitter. It’s a cute word. Your cousins, do they twitter you? No? But they have that Face Space thing, right?”

Just then (fortunately) my cell phone rang.

“Your phone’s ringing,” Grandma said. “Someone’s twittering you!”

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For those of you, like Grandma, who still don’t get Twitter, I bring you “Twitter in Plain English.”

Now go sign up at twitter.com and follow me (@momminitup) and Jenny (@jennyitup), and if you have trouble finding others to follow, let us know and we’ll hook you up with our peeps!

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