Food, pets and poop. Not in that order.

Somehow, this week has gotten away from me. I don't know if it was the trip to New York (whose best attributes were a brief but fun meeting with Arabella and some top-notch Italian food at lunch: sausage, I love you), or if it was all the cat-related step-and-fetching this week has brought. My cat had to stay overnight at the vet after having her toofies extracted, and that same day my vacationing parents* dropped off their old, crotchety, matted cat who used to be mine (of course, now, they would rather die than give him up, and he greets my approach with a growl that would do Linda Blair proud). This brings the household feline total to FOUR. I don't recommend anyone coming to visit for the next two weeks, especially as I have been precluded from litter duty because of my fertility attempts. And oh, that's killing me. Well, not really, but I don't relish crackling around the cellar amongst the litter pellets and flung poo chunks: our 3-legged, 20 lb. darling can score poops off the opposing wall (about 5 feet away) while wailing his unhappiness regarding the state of his bowels. Nightly concerts at 8 (or whenever our favorite shows are on. Thank fuck for TiVo.).

But today, I'm trying to be happy and think positively, because work has been humming along (yes, a few pitfalls, but nothing I can't handle), and Lost, godammit, is a rerun tonight, and I am defrosting steaks to broil. I'm going to make chili (did you know, beans and corn somehow react together to form unique amino acids? Because I didn't until I read it in a magazine), and possibly also either madeleines or those brownies with the cream cheesecake topping that Booby won't eat but that are awesome.

Speaking of food, as I always enjoy doing, some of you may remember that I was all hyped up about a local organic food buying club. I have since placed one order and am due to pick up the next one tomorrow. Here's what I requested**:

red delicious apples, 3 lb bag

1 apple cider quart

2% butterfat milk, pasteurized, half gallon

1 yogurt red raspberry

1 yogurt strawberry

3 chicken breast and wing - lovely, on the bone, juicy chicken.

1 eggs, free-range

1 scrapple (from Myron Stoltzfus) - Best. Scrapple. Ever. I know, it's such a Philly thing, but it really is delicious.

1 breakfast links

1 Italian sausage hot (pork) - I love sausage. I love hot food. This is a beautiful combination.

1 French berry roll

1 apple snitz - dried apples, apparently. Cheaper than at the supermarket.

1 bing cherry jam - Booby is a fool for cherry-flavored anything.



*50th Anniversary trip to Toremollinos, Spain. My parents are old school married. They have friends who have been married for sixty years who cut a rug like you wouldn't believe at our wedding reception. The mind boggles.

**Yes, I wish for you to read my grocery list. And be entertained. Lodge your complaints in the comments section.