Month: March 2006

Evil Cat

IMG_7021 Originally uploaded by cathymccaughan. I’m keeping watch for falling squirrels while I blend in with the birdbath to fool the feathery creatures. Bwa-ha-ha-ha

It’s raining squirrels

This morning Tommy and Molly stepped outside for a game of ball (to calm Molly and focus Tommy) when a squirrel dropped from the sky.  Well, maybe it fell off a power line or a tree branch but from my point of view it seemed to just drop from nowhere.  I looked at that little […]

Technical glitches

I like this theme, but I’m going to have to find a new one if I can’t figure out how to make flickr and cartoons work correctly.  The pictures work in Firefox, but not IE.  The cartoons don’t work at all.

not me

not meOriginally uploaded by cathymccaughan. “Who colored on this door?” “Not me. Evan did it.”

but her face is clean and soft

Since her diagnosis with Alzheimer’s, the transition from living in her own home to an assisted living facility has been the most difficult thing for my grandmother. Her physical and cognitive downhill slide has been slow and appeared slower because she retained the ability to hide her confusion. Although the periodic anxiety attacks that landed […]

Sick Brain

Who changes the Teletubbies’ diapers?  Why is Caillou bald?  Are the Berenstein Bears barefoot because they are hillbillies?  Does Mother Bear wear a long dress and head covering for religious reasons?  Does Daniel Cook ever need a time out?  If one of the Higglytown Heroes gets chicken pox, do they give them to another character’s […]

Blue + Yellow = Green

Doug found some long forgotten effervescent bath tablets and dropped them into my bath to see if it helped with my achey body and congested head.  The tablets turned the water blue.  I think I’ll use them the next time Amy takes a bath and warn her that the water shouldn’t turn green.

No take backs

Amy ceremoniously handed a pacifier of hers to her baby brother this morning.  “I’m a big girl and I don’t need bops any more.”  Evan clutched it in his tiny fist and crawled away.  I’m guessing Evan understood the temporary nature of Amy’s generosity.  He promptly flushed Amy’s bop down the toilet.Â