Mail Delivery

While our family was on vacation, I instructed the Post Office to hold out mail. A week's worth of mail for our house cannot fit in our mail box. Today the postwoman delivered the mail for the last week. It was so large that they had to give us a mail crate. Whew. Now I need to go through all this mail to find the bill's that need to be paid.

Little Kat informed me that his musket rifle keeps getting worse and worse. He asked that we go get some wood glue to repair it. For now he wrapped the handle in some packing tape. That should hold back the cracks until permanent help arrives.

Kit Kat went over to her friend's house to work on a group project. This has been going on for the last couple weeks. I think this friend is a guy cat. It sounds a bit suspicious. Perhaps this is a guy she likes. I'm gonna let Mamma Kat do the investigative work on this one. This is actually just a test to see whether Kit Kat reads our blog.

Faulty Alarm

It was the last night of our vacation. We had a big celebration at the local Golden Corral restaurant. They grilled me up a delicious steak there. Little Kat mad an evil creation for dessert. I got clam chowder by mistake (the labels were not clear). Our bus boy worked extra hard for a big tip.

Since we needed to check out early the next morning, I had Mamma Kat set the alarm. She needed to get up in the middle of the night, and in the early morning. Around 4:15am I heard a faint sound. It was the alarm. But it was so quiet that Mamma Kat slept through it.

I woke up Mamma Kat. She took care of some business, then went back to bed. I was worried we would oversleep. So I decided to stay up. It was hard. At 8:00am the whole family got up. I kept falling asleep on the way home. We saw what looked to be a dangerous truck on the road. It was hauling old tires. But they were piled high to the sky. We made it home in good time. Our vacation is just about over.

Muskets and Ghosts

During our vacation, the family decided to do some shopping. I think Little Kat led us into a two story toy store. There were some colonial era rifles for sale. They were the musket and the long rifle.

I asked a clerk for some help. She gave Little Kat a long rifle. It seemed way too big for him. But the musket looked good in his hands. Mamma Kat bought it for him. Little Kat talked me into buying a long rifle for myself.

Little Kat and myself walked around the rest of vacation with our guns. We called ourselves Big Cat and Little Kat. I want to name my rifle the Enforcer. Little Kat is still searching for a name for his. However it might be named the Broken One. He used his gun as a crutch. Then he slammed the butt of the gun down on the ground a lot. Mamma Kat said he rolled around with a lot. Now it has a big split in the handle.

On a different note, Kit Kat talked me into attending a Ghost story walk around the town at night. I was a bit concerned about the ad saying that friendly ghosts would tap you on the shoulder. Kit Kat and I picked up the tickets at the General Store. I made her hold my hand as we went through the scary parts of the tour. It must not have been too bad as Little Kat came along as well. Once while our storyteller was talking about a building's history, a man walked out of it. I told Kit Kat that I was keeping my eye on him. Luckily I did not tackle this man. I later found out he was the president of the local college.

Vacation Begins

This week is Spring Break from school. This is for the kids, as well as my college class. So I planned to take the week off from school. Our family decided to go on vacation.

We headed South to visit some of colonial America. Check in time was 4:00 PM. We got to our destination early. As we were hungry, we stopped by Sonic. They do not have these drive throughs where we live. So we love it.

Sonic was a bit chilly. There was a high wind outside. But we braved it and quickly ate our food. At checkin the guy thought we reserved two units. I told him we only needed one. Our key did not seem to work in our door. That's when we realized we were in the wrong building. Ooops.

A Poke in the Night

I was fast asleep when I felt a little poke at my feet. Lil Kat had crawled into bed with me to let me know he did not feel well. He had been a little sick and he did not know what to do. I was pretty out of it and I was trying to figure out why he was bothering me. I finally woke up enough to understand that he needed my help. I told him what to do and then I checked on him a few minutes later. He seemed to be better. I do not think he is sick just a case of eating a crazy combination of dishes. I will keep an eye on him.

Mamma Kat Sick

Normally Mamma Kat gets us breakfast on the weekends. However she is sick. Then we found out that we had run out of medicine this morning. So I made the trek out to Walmart to pick up some essentials.

Kit Kat's friend visited us today. She is staying the night. When she arrived, I found out what she likes to eat. Then Little Kat and I went out to pick up some Chinese food for lunch. It was delicious.

My bro cat came over this afternoon like he does every Saturday to watch movies with me. We had a full house here. It is late now. Kit Kat and her friend are doing a movie marathon in the basement. I hope Little Kat is in bed.

The Long Bike Ride

This weekend we went camping with the Boy Scouts. This month Little Kat graduates to become a boy scout. The scouts said they are biking next month and wanted Little Kat to come. Knowing that the scouts just did a 10 mile walk up the side of a mountain, we asked how far they planned to bike. They replied about 30 miles or so. Given their usual underestimation, that probably means they are going for a 50 mile super bike marathon.

I told Little Kat we needed to train so that he could keep up with this active boy scout troop. Our first practice run was to ride out bikes to the closest public school and back. The total round trip distance was 2.5 miles. It was a rough ride because of the many hills in between. Kit Kat got lucky and escaped with Mamma Kat to the store in our new car. So it was just Little Kat and me.

It started out tough with a steep up hill climb. We got a breather as we went down a large hill. That was followed by a very long hill that took the wind out of you. Little Kat ran out of gas two times during that ride. When we got the school, we took quite a break. It was an even harder ride home. You just don't have to have the energy to climb the hills. You have to watch out for oncoming traffic on the roads that have no sidewalks.

Next weekend, Little Kat and I are going to try the bike run to the school one more time. Little Kat insists that Kit Kat be made to endure the pain with us. Now we only need to get Mamma Kat to buy a bike. Then we will be the family that bikes together.