"What Good Luck, What Bad Luck"

Today has been a day that I will not soon forget. It was a tough day as a mom. It was a great day as a wife.

"What Good Luck, What Bad Luck" by Desiree'

My bathroom drain got cleaned out finally, my cat cleaned it out with his paw and was eating the contents.

My daughter learned some new words, the words are not repeatable.

I got a date with my husband, the food made me sick and I spent the afternoon in bed.

My son decided to take up kick-boxing, he got sent to the principals office.

I have not had an email from the LOL king in a week, I got an email today that he just flew in. LOL! (long story)

We had fun swinging at the park, the swing hit my darling daughter in the head.

My kids took a bath, in the dark.

We have a car to take us places, when my car comes to a stop the whole thing shakes furiously.

My daughter likes back and head massages, she gets them from the car when I put the brakes on.

My husband did the laundry last week, the clothes are all nicely folded on my dresser nearly touching the ceiling.

My house is quiet, I'm going to bed.


Lime Disease

Ok, so that is really not my cat's name. I have had the most entertaining time coming up with offshoots of names for this cat though. I have three cats and two of them I received as a gift recently. A little about the story, which a lot of you already know, but it never fails to amaze me how God provides for even our silliest wants. A typical Christmas season for me and John Mark:
JM: What do you want for Christmas?
DR: I want diamonds, new jeans, a new cabinet for the kitchen, and 10 house projects finished. . .
JM: Ok, what do you really want?
DR: That's what I really want, but I will take a cute kitten in a Christmas stocking presented to me on Christmas morning. :)
JM: Ok, what do you really want?
DR: AAAAH, that is what I really want!!!
JM: We don't need anymore responsibilites, we already have two kids, a cat, and a yard!
DR: Ok, but that is what I really want.

He and I go back and forth about it for several weeks until about a week before Christmas. He calls a friend of mine, who is a vet, and asks her where he can get a kitten. She refers him to the Humane Society down the road from where we live. He says ok and hangs up the phone. The next morning, he opens our back door to take our kids to school when I hear him yelling. I come running only to see that there are three adorable kittens on our back porch, one of which is now, "Lime, Lime Cat, Lime Lip, Lime Disease, my newest favorite, Slimy Limy!!!" We have another adorable predator cat named Socks, obviously for his cute white paws and black body. The other kitten that was on the back porch ran off and never returned. I have decided that he realized his fate of living with the Rutter Family and decided he better hit the road. So that is the story of Lime Disease and the Miracle Cats!