Organize it

We switched contents from our front closet to the back door closet yesterday.  I need to remember to print some labels...but here is where we keep the kid's craft supplies.  Wax crayons, markers, pencils, notepads, stickers, pipe cleaners, scissors, glue, glitter...    The hanging shelves are from Ikea and the plastic containers are from Rona.

And yes, we are exactly the type of people who change closet contents because we are bored.  :)

Enjoying the great outdoors

Here he was directing a long line of zombie walkers for a photo shoot (true story).  Photos of zombies to follow in a couple of weeks.

I don't think True Blood can help you now...

It may work for Eric and Bill but I think you might need a little bit more than that...

Oh Romeo ....

Me thinks Skelly spies his lady friend and is preparing to dance a flamenco...

On the first day of school, my true love gave to me...

Skelly didn't want to be left out of the first day of school excitement.

When I turned on the bat signal, I didn't expect this...

Oh Skelly, you have such an imagination.

Faster! Harder! Go!

He thought he worked hard enough to make the cast of the Biggest Loser but he got voted out before he even began....

Scrubbed a little too hard....

Oh Calgon, take me away....away to the place where people actually bathe using water, and bubbles.....

Slept in a little too long

Clearly Skelly isn't a morning person either...might be the harsh lighting...

Safety comes first

Skelly knows how important it is to protect one's skull when out galivanting on one's tricycle. 

Skelly

Getting a little too comfy in my house....I think its time that I lay down a few ground rules for Skelly since he seems to have made camp here.

Skelly

Decided supper was too long in coming...

We all have skeletons in the closet

Smells like death

Skelly wasn't a big fan of me barging in during his private time...

Fluffing Up

Laying on the couch trying to sleep and turn my brain off, I wisely decided to play candy crush. As I madly began sliding candies  around, I felt a thump beside me and heard an almost  deafening purr start up.

"Hello Tucker" I whispered.

The noisy rumble was punctuated with a happy whirr and he began kneading the blanket beside me.

In the 9 year break between having our old cats and getting Tucker a month ago, there was one thing I missed the most... The kneading. Or fluffing up as I like to call it.

Tucker turned his attentions from the blanket to my stomach, certainly not caring if it was a little soft due to too many potato chips, instead finding it the perfect spot to prepare a little nest for himself. Settling into his preparations with a focus that only cats can have, I paused my candy crush game to enjoy the purring and impromptu massage. His purr reached lawn tractor levels as he ramped up his fluffing up of my stomach before stopping suddenly - perhaps realizing that preparing a nest on my stomach was entirely pointless since I was laying in my side.

With a small sound that I can only assume is disgust, Tucker leapt over me, turned around once and promptly fell asleep on my feet.

I smirked as he began to snore and turned my attention back to my phone only to realize that my mind had grown silent and I was ready to sleep. Defeating the world of candy can wait another day.