The Hungry, the Whiney and the Hairy.

I have a couple of pictures for amusement. 

1. We went to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner again.  It’s The Bandit’s favorite.  It was also Day 1 of my diet.  How’s that for cruel?  So to be good, I ordered a salad.  It’s called Luau Salad.  This is how they describe it:

Grilled Chicken Breast Layered with Mixed Greens, Cucumbers, Green Onions, Red and Yellow Peppers, Green Beans, Carrots, Mango and Crisp Wontons with Macadamia Nuts and Sesame Seeds. Tossed in Our Vinaigrette.

Sounds yummy, right?  And healthy.  This is what it looks like:

 Oh My God.  It was so yummy.

Really yummy.  YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY.

2. This next picture is a bumper sticker I saw while out shopping with Sassy and my mom today.  I thought it was hysterical.  I might have it tattooed to my forehead.

HELP STOP GLOBAL WHINING.

Genius.

And funny.

3. This next picture is of Ava’s new kitty.  Or to be more precise, Ava’s daughter’s new kitty.  The girl wanted a kitty for her birthday – desperately.  That’s all she asked for and all she talked about.  Ava is a clean freak.  It’s tragic.  That’s why I can’t ever let her come over without 4 day’s notice to buy a new house with all new furniture.  Because of her peccadilloes, she would only agree on a cat if it was the hairless kind that doesn’t have hair to shed.

I was appalled by this.  You can’t cuddle a bald cat.  And they’re scary looking.  I would be too if I looked like that.  They probably can’t help it.  I’m sure they have a complex. 

Her poor daughter wanted a cat so desperately, she’d convinced herself that bald cats were cute.  That, dear reader, is a travesty.  I nagged and badgered and hasselled Ava on her daughter’s behalf until I guilted her into agreeing on a cat with hair.

This, oh faithful ones, is Ricky, the Abyssinian.

I think he’s adorable and apparently Ava’s daughter is over the moon.

I’m just thrilled he has hair.