Anybody want a donut?

Today is the annual observance of “Clean the House Before Company Shows Up For Thanksgiving Day”. It’s a grand holiday with parades and fireworks and floats. Of course the parades are out to the trash barrel; the fireworks come after we’re overtired; and you don’t even wanna know what floats…

Of course, we could go with a completely different theme and think of it as an archaeological dig. From the fossil record, we will be able to tell what kinds of snacks our year-ago ancestors ate.

Or, if you prefer, it’s a battle. A battle with clutter and shed cat hair. Already, we have found enough material to create a fifth cat.

I hadn’t even had my coffee before Crisis Numero Uno struck. Pepperkat crashed on the couch last night and woke up without her glasses on. They are nowhere to be found. (I believe the dust bunny army took them back to their lair to use as the final component of their death ray, but that’s just me.)

And I started typing this almost 3 hours ago, but got interrupted to take the blind Pepperkat to a Girl Scout car wash. On the way out the door, I asked if there were any housecleaning supplies I should bring back. “Donuts,” came the reply. But not just any donuts… a specific brand of boxed donuts. I searched three grocery stores and a convenience store for these donuts. It is now almost 11am, and I have returned with the donuts. But who the hell wants donuts for lunch?

Gotta run. I think the dust bunny army just kidnapped my son.

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8 Responses to Anybody want a donut?

  1. Susan says:

    We are doing the same thing today. I’m letting everyone sleep in so I can spring the chore on them. My retort will be “See? I let you sleep in, now clean up the house!” – we will also putting up the tree today. I’m glutton for punishment.

  2. Kim says:

    We’re observing that holiday today here, too. It’s made extra special by the fact that at least one of our guests is allergic to cats. Alas, poor Fluffy – our fifth cat made up of shed cat hair – will have to be ejected.

  3. Ric the Schmuck says:

    Of course you realize the best donuts are the ones you have with beer.

    I know that you know this. You were there. I’m outing you.

  4. jcwinnie says:

    Solly, I have a solution for the cat hair situation.

    Instead, of the traditional turkey, you could serve your guests Civet Surprise. Next year, you probably would not have to clean — no guests — and if you did have to clean, there would be less cat hair.

    Now for the dust bunnies, the only answer is death ray parity.

  5. bran says:


    if y’all don’t come out after 24 hours, i’ll send in the special forces.

  6. domino says:

    Donuts for lunch? And your problem with this is….???

  7. domino says:

    Oh, and I once loss my glasses for like a whole day. They were under the couch.

  8. Linkmeister says:

    I’d be careful about that Civet Surprise. For a while there WHO thought that civets were the vectors for SARS. I think that’s been disproven (maybe the cats ate the birds which were the vectors), but I wouldn’t take any chances. 😉

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