Pancakes, Toilets, and Volleyball

Nah, they don't really have anything in common.

It's shaping up to be a pretty perfect Saturday to follow a lovely Friday evening. It was so beautiful outside last night, so I went for a walk, cooked dinner, and settled in for a long evening's scrap while I watched the opening ceremonies for the Olympics. I was prepared to be unimpressed, but I was wrong. I thought the pageantry part was amazing. I loved the part that showed the movable-type "art" - but I had no idea people were powering that! Of course I loved the "human stamping" with the larger than life stamp pads that the athletes walked over to get into the center area during the parade of nations. And my favorite moment was that little boy that got to march with China at the end. That was great.

This morning I slept in late (the making of a perfect Saturday) and had pancakes for breakfast. That's my favorite Saturday morning gig, but I don't always get the chance to do it.

Thought I'd update you on the feline flushing in the house. Christina suggested I try double stick tape on the handle and given it was the most cost effective option of the list, I started there. Worked GREAT. The first time Braeya sneaked up to the toilet and stuck her little paw on that handle...she recoiled and I cheered. But never underestimate the perseverance of that little critter. I woke up two days ago to the sound of a toilet flushing...

...So back to brainstorming I went. I am now to plan B which seems to be working, but I guess only time will tell how LONG it will work. I'll have to take a picture of this for you, but a few years ago, I got an onion storage thing from a Tupperware party. It's designed to hold half an onion (so it's flat on one side and round on the other) and has a bit of a handle that you're supposed to use to hang it from a wire shelf in the refrigerator. I've never used it for that purpose, but I had to wonder if I could stick the flat side with the handle under the tank lid and let the rounded part hang down and cover the handle. It fits beautifully, but we'll have to see if she figures out how to move it. Plan C is to tape it down so I can lift it up but she (hypothetically) can't.

As for now...it's time to get ready so I can go back to scrapping. But I want to see how the volleyball ends. It's USA vs Japan and right now we're precariously close to winning...but could lose without a lot of effort too. My ex-boyfriend was a volleyball coach, so I thought I'd see if I remembered anything from what I tried to learn while we dated. Verdict? Not so much.