Catty Quickies

I'm really, really (did I already say really?) tired today. Maybe it's the gloomy weather after a couple of balmy spring-like days. Probably it's just the babies exuding some kind of "hibernate like a cat" hormone. So that's what I'm gonna go do in a moment.

Nothing big to update on really. Picked the babies' cribs out, they're simple "Jenny Lind" style ones with the old-fashioned spindles. White. Andrew approved them and we'll get them later next week. Next weekend (26th ish) we're decorating the nursery, since my lovely sister will be here to help. She gets to put the cribs together cause I hate those stupid instruction sheets. :)

We watched Troy the other day; I had seen it back when it first came out and I told Andrew it was moderately entertaining. Mostly just so I could see Brad Pitt nearly naked again. (Can you make that little "purr growl" sound that Eartha Kitt as Catwoman used to make? I knew you could.) The funny thing about the movie (funniest) is why the director thought ancient Greeks, Spartans & Trojans needed to speak with affected English, Scottish, & I think a hint of a slight Irish accents. That was the most distracting thing-- but once you ignored that, there were some things I could find entertaining (refer to Brad Pitt nearly naked comment.) Speaking of Mr. Pitt (as I have been, in case you didn't notice) thanks to the movie, he made a guest starring appearance in a delightfully naughty dream last night. Whew! Even in a dream, I can't imagine what Jennifer Anniston was thinking breaking up with that guy. I mean, I adore my sweet hubby in every single way possible and wouldn't actually trade him for a dozen Brad Pitts. But that was a very nice dream to wake up from, in a very nice way. :) If you get my meaning.

Anyway. Now for a nap. I'm sure I can't hope for a sequel to last night's dream, but a couple of hours of catlike behavior will substitute nicely.