There is a big fambly dinner planned for tonight. There is already cake in the oven, and this...
will be simmering on the hot-as-hell box later today.
There are still dried up dead leafs clinging to their branches of the tree. There are several clumps of them, and Mom has highlighted two in this picture. In this detail photo below (which you can click to biggify), you can see several of them.
The wind was good to blow many leafs away, but many houses in New Hampster do not have electricity because of it. Mom went food hunting yesterday afternoon to find the store completely dark! She had to drive across town to another store.
Me, I'm just catching up on my Beauty Sleep!
It is so windy, the Santa and Snowman decorations that usually stand on either side of the front door of this house got blown right over.
So I'm staying warm inside and I have a good napping spot. 
Mom's gonna clean the house today, and that means the rug-sucking monster will be making an appearance. She's also working of a few Gizzy Quilts...
Mom did a good job yesterday. The turkey she served for dinner was the second turkey she had ever cooked in her entire life. She followed this recipe. She put the turkey in a big pan of water and junk on Wednesday morning, and took it out before it went in the hot-as-hell box yesterday. 
Today Mom is going to follow my example and spend the day napping and relaxing.
I am very thankful to have my Mom and my (very) big extended fambly. Love, hugs, smootchies and purrs to all of you. 
Mom got a new pair of glasses. She is wicked happy because she can see better with them. My duties as Quality Assurance Inspector are not limited to the quilts she makes. Everything that comes in here needs inspection.
These passed. (Did you know Mom's an eyeglass snob? She really likes neat glasses frames. She isn't a spiffy dresser, but she thinks glasses are like jewelry you wear every day.)
Cat of Nine Tails and Victoria, that means you have not won the Last Leaf Contest.
I'm taking it easy. The weather is lousy, but Mom isn't complaining. 
The S-word is nowhere in the weatherman's forecast!
Mom goes day hunting today after a week of stay-cation. She says she's gonna be wicked busy because she has to hunt the ever elusive Month End before Turkey Day. Then the Turkey Day festivities will be here, and we'll have "Company." 
Good thing I don't have to do any of that "werk."
That tree is being very stubborn. Mom says it is a true New Englander; determined, stubborn and independent.
If the leafs do NOT fall off the tree before December 16, then Scooby, Shaggy & Scout will be declared the winners.
but I'm not telling! I'm keeping this secret!
It's really good you are a -formerly- feral cat with a good home and a nice warm place to nap.
When Mom works in the Sewing Room, I love to make her think.
This is my bionic leg sticking out from under the bureau. What do you think?
I see leafs!!!!!!
When in doubt, wash.
Lookit our tree across the street. It doesn't have very many leafs left, but some are still hanging on. Cory & Camie's Kitties, you will not be the winners of the Last Leaf Contest.
My Pip-pay is having surgery today. He needs a new hip, and his heart isn't so good. His doctors are gonna be very careful, but I would appreciate your thoughts and purrs. I really like Pip-pay, and everybody in the family loves him. Mom is gonna be with Mim-may all day. I'm gonna have my purr-er working overtime all day long. Any cats who want to teleport over and purr with me are most welcome.
Angel & Kirby, you will not be the winners.
She went through every box, every shelf, every drawer and every file. Everything got cleaned, dusted and sorted. She filled three more big black bags with shredded paper. She's moved a lot of stuff out to be thrown away. There will be more stuff for the garbage men next week.
Mom worked in the computer room -again- last night. She worked on these shelves above the desk. She took all the books off, then cleaned each shelf (she had to stand on the desk to do it) and then put the books back.
She still has more work to do, but she says it isn't much. She says the end is in sight, and she wants to finish today. Her metal macheen has been deemed DND* (Do Not Drive) since the Check Engine light blinked on and off a few times on her way home from day hunting yesterday, so she's confined home for a couple of days. She might actually get the room finished.
Mom is still cleaning the computer room. There's lots of stuff for me to sniff and new things for me to look at and new (empty) places for me to explore!
Last night Mom went through a drawer in the file cabinet. She found some picture of Gizzy as a young kit. Lookit those big ears!
Last night after dinner, Mom went back into the computer room to finish cleaning up. Does this look like CLEANING to you? All she did was take papers from one box, and put them in other boxes! Go figure! She says this is better! Who's she trying to fool?
Before she went to bed, the room looked like this:
Which I have to admit looks a lot better. The shredder got a good workout. I guess it was really hungry. Mom filled two more big black bags. She says the shredder has got more coming to it, but I don't think it's very happy, because it's been squeaking. Mom says this room will take another two days, maybe three, before it is clear of all the junk she has collected.
Mom says she spent yesterday cleaning. She did no such thing. She made a BIGGER mess. She took stuff out of one bookcase in the computer room, and moved it to her bookcase in her bedroom. She took books from her bedroom and moved them to the computer room. 
She moved everything around in the bookcase in the picture box room and put some of the things from the computer room bookcase in there. As you can see, there are still stacks of stuff all over the place. She ran the shredder a lot and filled THREE big black garbage bags full of fun paper bits, but she took the bags out to the trash before I got to play with them.
She pushed the moving sidewalk machine to another part of the computer room, and dragged the rug sucking monster around a bit. She cleaned off the drafting table and put her tippy tappy lapox right smack dab in the middle. She says she has "Plans!" (she always has "Plans!")
She's got piles of old junk she wants to throw away, and more boxes of paper she has to sort through.
She has some FIRM exercise videos on VHS she has to get rid of.) Mom says if you want them, and are willing to pay for shipping, email me at darlingmillie AT gmail DOT com.)
The air colditioner is still up here, and she's waiting for Mr Karate to come over and bring it down to the dungeon along with another big thing she can't wrangle by herself.