And so very hot!

**Hearted!** I'm kind of over Glee, but your comment-exactly!

He probably does! He is such a self-righteous jackass.

That would be our Cricket-angry and shrill!

Tee hee! What's funnier is that it appears that your critters have full names like our's. Cricketus Z. Felonious is her full name. My ginger girl that I posted a pic of is Peeper O. Potamus. Every single cat and dog have names (middle initials are just initials, though). Ms. Felonious' favorite target (other than me)…

Oh, we have voices for our cats, as well. My husband's cat has "Stewie Griffin" syndrome. "She" despises everyone/cat/dog in the house, wants the "blonde thing" (me) to die/get off her planet, and does not "authorize" any affection between us. She hunts for the dogs behind her "cat blinds" which are usually behind the…

Here she is!

I, too, have a ginger girl. She is the silliest thing in the world. She will jump on your back in the middle of the night and give a blood-curdling meow in your ear. She has a ridiculously long tail that has a mind of its own-it kind of reminds me of those flags they used to put on shopping carts-you see the tail…

Oh, holy crap! That last chart is way too confusing! I would hyperventilate if I tried to decode the mysteries of the handkerchief-"Wait. Is that peach or apricot? Khaki, sand, tan or beige? What does doily on lime mean?!"

THAT is awesome! I may start at 40, to be honest.

Hearted for hilarious honesty!

Get some BIG honkin' jewelry and you will be set. That would be such a great costume!

Love it! I'm 36 and went to HS in Maryland. I took International Food in HS and learned to wrap brie with raspberry jam in puff pastry as my team's contribution to French food. Thus began my obsession with brie and all things raspberry.

The kitchen is totally my husband's territory. He cooks almost all of our meals. In his case, he was basically raised by his mom, grandmother and great-grandmother-all of whom were good cooks. He also set out on his own at 18 and didn't have a college dining hall since he didn't go to school until he was 28. The boy…

Shop class! In middle school I took the required shop class in eighth grade. Never touched a saw (probably a good thing), but I DID learn how to change door knobs and locks. Twenty-some years later, I was able to change out the locks on our front door without instructions. It's amazing what stays burrowed in the brain…

Hahaha! Thanks!

I'm just going to go with the good old "ask someone you know (that has hair like yours that looks good) who they go to". I have crazy wavy hair and I couldn't find anyone to cut it right so I asked my boss at the time (super curly hair) who she went to. I've been with this stylist for 6 or so years and have been very…

Honestly? Mr. Angry Cat has to be the most patient man alive. He puts up with my crap all the time-but I digress. In our 10+ years together, I have become a much more patient and laid-back person. I think the biggest thing for me was learning to pick and choose my battles with him and then that eventually filtered…

I'm agreeing with oedipus_tex. Also, it would make any run-ins a lot less awkward for you.

You seriously crack my ass up!