introducing the family: my adorable cat

i am going to talk about my adorable cat. i usually talk baby talk to him. it's all he understands.

my sister was at camp in ohio and the camp janitor was going to drown this little, teeny, rowdy kitten. maybe it was biting or scratching him. my sister saved him. she and he-who-will-not-be-named (old skinny boyfriend) drove him from ohio to illinois. when she got home she begged my dad to let us keep the cute little adorable cat. with all of her girlish charm she convinced my dad, who rolled his eyes and said, "okay."

we named that adorable cat john calvin (after that french dude). here is a picture of my adorable cat's namesake.



my cat is as cuddly as ever when he's inside but is rowdy and vicious, not really vicious, but just rowdy, when he's outside. he doesn't really hurt me. well, hardly ever.



some people might think this is kind of gross. my brother, will, was letting the cat outside and the screen door banged shut on john calvin's tail. with a terrified, shrieking meow, john calvin was stuck. will opened the door to see if he was okay. but he wasn't. he ran upstairs and on the porch was a teeny little tip of his tail. it was like a little toupe on the porch.

here is a picture of a man wearing a toupe.



(what a sick look. he looks like a pastor i know.)

the unsinkable molly brown -- a home in denver

in 1894 maggie, the nickname for margaret (molly) (she had two nicknames), and her husband j.j. (the nickname for james joseph) moved to denver, colorado. their family was growing. their house was big. they had remodeled it after they moved in. they also added on more house to the original. the woman servants had their rooms in the attic of the house. the men servants had their rooms on the second floor. i think it should have been the other way around. unless they had an elevator, of course.



they had indoor plumbing, which was novel in that day. each person had their own bedroom. molly's parents lived with them and they had their own room, too. they had a modern kitchen that had a butler's pantry and a cook's pantry. they also had electric lights. the house was a beautiful home. you can take a tour of it if you visit denver, colorado.



look forward to part three: divorce.

mayonnaise

my sister thinks mayo is made out of puke. "it is!" she says.

my mom says she likes it sometimes, but not all of the time. other people are like this, too.

but i love mayo. ::smacking lips:: yum, yum. i love it all of the time. i just ate a mayonnaise sandwich -- two slices of bread with mayo on each slice smacked together, cut in half.

my sister in law, janell, was walking by and she turned around to get another thing and she bumped right into me and one half smacked on the floor. she thinks it's gross, too. she was really disgusted because it smacked on her. i picked it up and she told me to put it in the trash. i don't know if i was going to eat it or not. so i threw it away and finished the other half.

my sister doesn't want me to breathe on her. she says that the stench of the mayo is more than she can take.

i like to drink delicious hot coffee with a little half and half and hazelnut cream and it tastes even better with a mayonnaise sandwich on the side. maybe someday i'd like to dip some pretezels in mayo; nice, gooey, creamy, mayo. my sister will not type anymore about mayo now.



you've been a wonderful audience, folks. goodnight. since no one reads my blog, i can write about disgusting things like mayonnaise.

the unsinkable molly brown -- my other favorite person part 1

molly tobin brown was born in the town of hannibal. she was a hillbilly. actually, that's just what i call her. she was really just a poor immigrant. she was born on july 18, 1867. molly really wanted to read and write. in the musical about her life most of the story isn't true to her life, but the lyrics about wanting to read are close.

i'm going to learn to read and write.
i'm going to see what there is to see.
if you're going nowhere on the road to somewhere
if you meet somebody you know it's me. (i think this is how it goes. . .)
i'm going to move from place to place.
find a house with a golden stair.
and if that house is red with a big brass bed
i'm gonna live there.

but she didn't really sing in real life. she went to a town called leadville and met james joseph brown. they fell in love but she really wanted to marry a rich man and be really wealthy. but she married him and said she'd be better off with a poor man because she loved him and didn't care about being rich. they went back to hannibal after awhile because molly was pregnant. they had a baby boy. they named him lawrence. i think that's what his name was. he was born september 1, 1886. no, that was the date she was married. sorry. lawrence was born, yeah, his name was lawrence palmer brown. he was born september 13, 1887. his nickname was larry. so they moved back to leadville and had another child, katherine ellen brown. nickname: helen. she was born july 1, 1889.

after that and a few years of marriage they struck gold. the biggest gold strike in america.



look forward to part two: a home in denver