Furry Friday: Soaking It Up

As you may recall, Justin and I have been renovating the upstairs bathroom.  I have to admit, Justin and my dad have been doing most of the work.  I've helped with the demolition, provided creative vision, selected items for the decor, and of course I'm helping support the project financially.  Justin and my dad kid around that I'm the project manager, but in reality I'm an extra brain to pick and I'm the person they send to the hardware store when they need something.  Whichever way you look at it, our little arrangement works and the bathroom is coming out great.  Looking at it now, it's hard to believe it started out as a plastic pink tile mess with a mismatched tub surround and peeling wallpaper.  We now have fresh drywall and beautiful porcelain tile that mimics the look of natural stone.  The best part is we're just few steps away from the finished product reveal, so stay tuned!

Furry Friday: Pity Party

There are very many days that I wake up and wonder what the hell I ever did to deserve the crappy state of affairs my life has somehow found itself in.  There are actually many days I ask myself "what else can go wrong?" knowing that very question is tempting fate to punish me some more.  This morning was no different.  

First and foremost, I'd forgotten to set the alarm.  Fortunately for me Riley has an impeccable internal clock.  However, when he woke me up this morning I was keenly aware that my face was cold.  So were my feet.  This is highly unusual seeing as how I am someone who normally sweats in my sleep (attractive, right?)  I listened for the heat to kick on as it normally does every morning right around the time I get up and.... nothing.  The thermostat in the hall is reading 50 degrees.  Outside it's windy and hovering around 8 degrees.  This is not good.