So I went on a trip for work and I thought that I had a great plan....I would let the cat out when I left and my sister in law would come and let it in for the night, and then she would come back this morning and let it back out....thats the normal schedule anyway...you know...but it didn't work that way. When I walked in the door I knew my plan had failed. I followed my nose praying that it wasn't in Carlos' room, thankfully it wasn't. I knew the smell was in our bedroom....I didn't know what to pray for, I just prayed it wasn't on the bed....I walked around the room and then I saw it....on my pants...that were layed out on my bed....unfortunately it soaked through my pants, through the comforter, through the top sheet...all the way though to the mattress protector. So much for a relaxing day at home. I am doing laundry with candles lit all through out the house. Yes Carlos, its still worth it to have the cat.
Update: ***After much feedback and mostly because Carlos told me that was the grossest photo he had seen on the internet in a long time...I took it off, so if you haven't seen it...sorry, call Carlos.
I have been working really really hard lately and Carlos took pity on me and fed me - obviously I cheated. Carlos made so much fun of me because the color of my food was all the same - brown, tan, white - and he said that shows no variety and proves how unhealthy it is since there is no color to it....then he wanted me to take a picture of his food which I refused because his was way to colorful and would make me look bad....I must be really stressed out cause I went out to eat the next day with my boss and got the exact same thing. hehe! YUMMMMM!!!!! Who cares if I am fat now and Carlos is skinny??? NOT ME!! ***munching on a lettuce leaf***
Pastor Bike standing with Anna, an orphaned 
Yesterday I went to the post office to mail a package of stuff to some kids. I had this box at home from like - 2 years ago - when we were going to mail a friend a christmas gift. I thought, the kids would like it and I didn't have anything else to use....evidently a Christmas box in August is an open invitation to talk to me in line. The guy behind me looked at my name and saw that we had the same last name and thought that standing next to each other in line with the same last name at the post office was a once in a lifetime experience. Carlos asked me if I told him about Jesus and I said no, cause the guy in front of me decided I looked like someone that he went to school with that had the same last name I had and was a light complected hispanic-I was like, hate to break it to 'ya but I am W H I T E and I just married the last name - wasn't born with it. It just got worse - and I really think my last name is rather normal here in texas - in fact I found out there are like 15000 people with my name in the world sooo not so weird. 
My cat - now named Mac A. Ronee thinks that sheets are just for him....and he thinks that its ok to be on the table as long as he is sleeping in the sheets. Nasty - all the way around....no cats on the table or in my sheets!
