PAAAAAAARRRTTYYYYY

Having one is what I would be doing if I had any friends around here.

My darling husband left for a one month training exercise out in the Mojave Desert the other morning and won't be back until around the second week of February. So right now it's just me and Ziggy the kitty, hanging out, being awesome, eating Mike and Ike's and watching "Cocktail" in our fat pants.

I'm debating about whether or not I want to go back home to New Jersey for a week or so to kill some time, but the $400+ airfare is holding me back. Not to mention I don't know about taking the cat on the plane, since that would be about an extra $100. I could always call up Clint's Sgt's wife and ask if she would mind watching the cat for a week or I can kennel her, but it's just seems like a whole to-do.

Meh.

Spiders From Mars

Clint got me way too many things for Christmas, not that I'm complaining, but I only got him two things...that I didn't even get yet because I have no $$$.

Coffee pot, t-shirts, a bunch of books but the main thing he got me was a kitty!

We dabbled with the idea of getting a kitten a few months ago but somehow that thought bubble drifted away when we didn't want to deal with $100+ adoption fees and sickly looking cats at the animal shelter. Then on Christmas Eve he left the apartment in the middle of the day and came back an hour later with a little kitty cat in his arms.

She's about three months old, all white with a little grey patch on the top of her head that kind of looks like a flattened mohawk and hazel/gold eyes. After about a week and a half of just calling her "kitty" I finally decided to name her Ziggy Stardust. I know Ziggy Stardust was a man, but come on...he did lean a bit towards the lady side.

I think the name suits her well.