Some of you might say that this is a cop out photo. I say that it took far more time to set up than a cheesy self portrait might have.

It doesn’t happen very often, but occasionally Train annoys Liz and I in a big way. It usually involves her gently nomming our feet while we’re walking around the house or sitting at our desk. Once, twice and thrice we can handle, but after that it’s time for a kitty time out.

Mind you, it never reaaaaaally works, cause she just tends to play under the door of whichever room we lock her in. There is no finding a quiet spot. There is no reflection on how she shouldn’t bite humans. There is only the thought that this is a game and she should bang under the door until she is released from her time out.
I accept full responsibility for constantly caving to her impolite requests to leave her captivity. The above photo was taken during the tense negotiation this morning.
Sometimes Train will plonk herself down infront of/on my keyboard and then refuse to budge. She doesn’t want to be patted. She certainly doesn’t want to be left alone. Try and move her and you’ll get bitten. Try and lure her away and nothing will happen. But try and take photos of her… and she leaves. Success!

Since being engaged I keep being referred to various wedding websites. One of them is on the screen behind Train. A lot of them a great. Most of them have beautiful way-out-of-the-affordable-range things. And then sometimes, you stumble across something lovely and in your price range. Someone on twitter linked to weddinggawker (a spin off of foodgawker) and found these flowers by EmersonMade.

So pretty! I like substitutes to real flowers. I love Princess Lasertron’s work but think I might just like these even better. Of course, both EmersonMade and Princess Lasertron are based in the USA. There are some very talented crafty people in Australia, but the market doesn’t seem to be nearly as big. Yet.

When it suits her, our kitty sure knows how to play up to the camera. Below is a prime example of this…

It’s times like these that Liz and I often get tricked into rubbing her belly. I mean, she’s half flipped herself over and exposed her delicious kitty belly, so she must want belly rubs, right? Wrong! It’s always a trap, and we always end up with semi eaten fingers.
It’s Liz and Train, both in a fairly sleepy moment this afternoon.

You know it’s getting cold when Train finds a way to get under the blanket to have her sleeps. Top work Train.


Today was Jarod’s last day of work. I would have taken a photo of him but he made me promise I wouldn’t.
Today I had a job interview. I think it went okay.
Today we’re both really tired.
Tomorrow I’ll be going to work and Jarod can sit around and play bikes.
Tomorrow Train won’t appreciate Jarod’s company as much as I would.
Tomorrow is another day closer to the weekend.
This morning I thought I’d lost Train. Like REALLY lost Train. I’d had all the windows open to get some air in the house, and while she doesn’t usually try the ones without fly screens, I couldn’t find her anywhere.
I was just about to run down stairs and start shaking cat biscuits when I saw this little face peeking at me.

She’s somehow squeezed herself into this tiny spot behind our gigantic bunch of flowers and between the other pots. And decided to ignore all my calls and promises of treats for the last 5 minutes. Damn cat.
Train likes to find the only available spot between the pots on the balcony and sit in it.

Perhaps she thinks we wont notice her there and thus leave her outside all day?

Getting in early with this one. When Jules & Ed were up, they gave us a lovely bunch of flowers that Jules had arranged herself. She had two big… green things left over, and we’ve been using them to play with Train. She loves attacking the big green monsters.
Will have to take a photo of the flowers soon, they’re preeetty.