Ninathrone.

See that chair?  It used to be my favorite chair. So comfy. So comforting. So full of goodness and snuggles and warm fuzzies…

I can haz throne?

Now it is my Nina Kitten’s favorite chair.

She has lurvs for the chair (and yes, she’s also claimed my favorite Christmas present– Sad).

When I toss her off the chair (in a gentle, loving way, of course) so that actual people may sit on it, she naps elsewhere (though she does it with a cranky look on her face, don’t you think)?

cranky Nina is cranky.

I know it might be hard to recognize, but that kitten is giving me her best put-out look because I’ve forced her to sleep on her own bed instead of on my favorite chair.  I’m so mean!

See how she glares at me out of the corner of her eye?  Hmm… I wonder… is it over-indulgent of me to purchase a new chair for myself so that Nina can maintain her attachment to the Ninathrone?

Ninathrone.

It’s possible I’ve gone round the bend.  But seriously… can you blame me?  Nina Simone celebrated her 7 month birthday last Friday, and she is still the most adorable kitten in all the land, isn’t she?  I mean, isn’t she?  =)

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New Year, New Look!

You’ve probably noticed by now that A Happy One’s got a brand spankin’ new look for the new year!  Here are some other changes you’ll be seeing in 2011:

1. I’ll be blogging more via Kevin, which means my typing skills are going to decrease dramatically when I use this *teeny, tiny* bluetooth keyboard (as evidenced by my dropped parenthesis on the Hand Warmer post… oops):

my fingers aren't that small, but it was so cute and squishy I just couldn't resist!

2.  I’ll be discontinuing the Rabbit Recipe series.  As it turns out, you people like to read about raw food *just* about as much as I like writing about it (which is to say, not at all).   You’re probably bored reading this right now, actually.  Maybe you should go microwave something – I hear it helps.  I’ll still be experimenting with my food intake (cuz I love it, yo yo you know yo), but unless I discover something ultra-awesome you probably won’t hear about it.  Are you still reading?  Wow, impressive!  Did you know that I don’t have a humidifier big enough to de-staticize my whole house?  Oh, it’s totally true!  Instead I’ve got the shower running incrementally throughout the day… I wonder if someone’s done a study about what’s more environmentally friendly – showers or humidifiers…  hmm…  Still with me?  Really?  Okay, well, anyway (gosh, I feel like Kelly from The Office right now), last night Husband and I organized a whole bunch of computer cables!  Oh yes, it was SO exciting.  We wound them up, put them in bags, labeled them, and stored them.  Oh man, you have NO IDEA how exciting it was.  After that we checked our e-mail and went to bed.  We got cold because the window was open, so some time in the middle of the night I got up and closed the window.  Then we got too hot.  After that, Husband’s alarm went off and we listened to NPR for awhile.  Then, we got up.  OKAY, stop.  This is hurting me.  Move on to bullet point #3.  Please?…

OMG, and then like, I totally had to put on lip gloss!

3. I *suppose* I could probably post a few more pictures of my awesome kitten (currently 15 wks), Nina Simone.  You just have to promise not to call me a cat lady, okay?

Nina nomming on her Christmas present

Okay.  That’s enough things.  Peace out, yo.  })i({

Introducing Miss Nina Simone!

The legendary Nina Simone

Friends,

Allow me to introduce the warmest, fuzziest warm fuzzy in all of existence, Miss Nina Simone, named for the best jazz singer ever to walk the earth.

The Cutest Kitten in all the Land

Husband and I rescued Nina from a last chance shelter over the weekend, and so far she’s done all manner of kittenly things, like falling off couches & running head first into walls.  I had to promise Husband that I wouldn’t become “that weirdo who only blogs about her cat,” but I think, since Nina is tiny and cute and new (the shelter estimated her age at about 8 wks), a *small* kitten-pocalypse is in order, don’t you?

upside down Nina is upside down

 

 

Husband called Nina "Nina Burrito." She didn't like it.

she did, on the other hand, want to nom my fingers

 

Plus, she’s REALLY into attacking all the cardboard boxes we have yet to take to the recycling bin.  Upcycled moving boxes = killer cat toys!  })i({