Austin, ya know, next to Sydney...

This last weekend Paul and I were in Vegas celebrating our birthday weekend (whoot!), and I stopped by the Chocolate Swan store in Mandalay Place. As I was purchasing a dark chocolate covered orange for Paul (and a Bailey's truffle for me), the girl at the checkout counter saw my zipper pull on my little backpack (a Texas logo with my name on it). She asked me where in Texas I was from, and I told her- Austin. She looks at me and says, "Is that next to Sydney? You know, where Nemo is from?" Uhhh... after recovering from snorting, I said, "Sydney, Australia?" Maybe she recognized the incredulity on my face, because she quickly recovered, saying, "Silly me! Texas doesn't even have an ocean!"

Here's your sign.

Oreo(s) and the Cookie Monster

We recently had the pleasure of babysitting two 3-month old kittens. They are litter mates and love to play and sleep together (often on top of one another).

In the office, where we set up a private closed off room for them to habitat:

Oreo decided that life behind the plastic curtain was no life at all. Here he is making a break for it while the sentries are on break:

The sentries:





Oreo and Cookie claiming the skyscraper hill as their own (quick put up the flag!):

Too much Christmas! Oreo fell asleep with his toy:



Some nice pictures with a digital canon SLR (not mine!):

Go to your room!

How good is it to send a kid to their room if they have a TV, and xBox, and a computer in there? Isn't that a reward? Well, look what happened when I punished Woton for being bad, and I sent him to his "room":



Nope, nothing fun to do in there!