I mean Chewy, the kitten, of course… We were about to take us a nice picture of some kitty genitalia when Jeff stops, looks up at me, back at the kitten, and says, “He’s a boy.” It seems little Chewy grew himself “a pair” overnight! I swear those were not there when I looked yesterday!

Did you notice that I didn’t start this post with a lunch recap? And do you know what that means? I got the book today! Sweet nothings and all! So prepare yourself for some of the best blogging you’ve ever read. But then again, I will of course still need to throw in my Chewy and Dale updates now and then. But dont prepare yourself until tomorrow, at least. Because I waited until the last minute to write this post, and I’m tired. And we have to go to a memorial service tomorrow morning so I really need to get to bed before 2 am tonight!

But yay! Chewy’s a boy! Which means I’m back to being the only stinkin’ girl in this house again. Though it’s really still, but at least there was some hope before.