The Bouzouki's other knee

Mr. Q made dinner tonight! Which is a rather unusual event here at Chez Quimby, so it was quite a treat. Also, it tasted very good. And I managed to stay out of the kitchen for most of it, thereby reducing the stress factor for both of us. I believe a chicken casserole of some kind is on the menu for Thursday, or so he said. And he's expressed an interest in making tacos next week.

I want to know just WHAT the aliens did to my husband, and who is this replacement in my house, and can I keep him? I promise to feed and walk him...

Monday having been blessedly uneventful, and there being banana muffins to bake and laundry to fold (and a band staying here again tomorrow night but with more than the 2 hours notice given last week!) I'll distract you from my lack of interesting content with pictures:

A catpile (I don't dare use the more odious term "dog" pile, whatever the resemblance!)




A hard day's night....



And for Rabbitch, a shot of the Blanket Of Doom - you see why Bagheera needed to save me from it. Whew!