Personal Day

December 6th, 2005

It’s 10:57 am on a Tuesday. Do you know where your mistress is?

I’ll give you a little hint. I’m not at work … and I’m sitting in my underwear.

No, I’m not playing hooky and I’ve not been fired for this blog and its irreverent postings about Jesus in his tightey whiteys. I’ve merely been given the day off by the kind folks at A Very Hip Software Company. They are allowing me to fully contemplate and commemorate my recent milestone, my transformation from smart, funny 25-year-old to smart, and still funny, 26-year-old.

I am still funny right, even though I’m a geeze?

But yeah, so far the coolest thing about my unbirthday birthday-day-off is that I actually got to sleep past 5:50am this morning. And I have to say…

Me and sleeping in: we’re reunited and it feels so good.

I can’t believe I actually got to sleep until the very late hour of 9:30am today. The kittens were absolute angels for a change. Bella only tried to wake (or kill me?) once or twice with her cuddle-in-your-face-until-you-suffocate-on-her-fluffy-fur shenanigans. And Stinky Sphynxy, except for a few choice pounces on my appendages, left me pretty much alone. I guess he was occupied with his art project.

Stinky Sphynxy: He’s like a young Van Gogh, except instead of cutting off an ear, he prefers to rough up paper towels… but I digress.

sphynx and paper

(I love that my cats raid the cleaning closet for items to destroy in my absence …but anyway.)

Yes, today. With what’s left of the day I intend to go to the bank, drop off pics for developing, fold clothes, organize my dresser, buy the latest edition of Spin, and – oh yes – I think I shall lay around for a bit and scratch myself - Angelface does this quite a lot on his days off and he seems to derive great pleasure from it.

Welp, no time for blogging. Must start scratching. Til next, dear hannihaus readers, adieu!

10 Haus Calls for “Personal Day”

  1. SORM Says:

    I don’t know what it is, but something about this post is decidedly less funny than previous ones… ;)

  2. Hänni Says:

    SORM - oh my God. Are you for real? I’m not funny? Maybe being 26 has made me less hilarious after all.

  3. SORM Says:

    joking! see the “;)”?

    maybe you really are less funny at 26 (or maybe I am).. ;)

  4. Hänni Says:

    Were you seriously joking? Now I’m all paranoid.

  5. marybishop Says:

    I just love you..and your little cat too.

  6. Cody Says:

    It’s nice to know your transition from a 25 year old to a 26 year old went smoothly. I should be doing the same in two years and two months. 27, I hear, is a bitch though, so I’ll be watching your blog for a reaction when that day comes.

    Hanni = weathervane.

  7. Phineahs Gray Says:

    Going from 25 to the unfunny old age of 26 myself lately, I can sympathize with you. You still seem as funny as you were, but that may just be because I have the same unfunny 26-year-old view on life that you do. Now I’m paranoid too! Dang it! THANKS A LOT HANNI! (Note the sarcasm in that thanks) :-)

  8. Dima Says:

    Dude, your cat is wearing a pink bere. He’s a gay homosexual cat! I love him!

  9. Hänni Says:

    Marybishop - Ah isn’t love great? And thanks for the throwback to Wizard of Oz. You’re so cute.

    Cody - Hold on to pre-25 as long as you can Cody. The good old days only last but so long. xoxo Weathervane.

    Phineas Gray - D’ah. What have I started?

    Dima - Yes Dima Stinky Sphynxy is totally gay. You should see this thing I call “curly legs.” It’s the equivalent of a man crossing his legs up all tight like a woman and he does it all. the. time.

  10. John Boy Says:

    Hope you enjoyed your day off and turning 26. But, who told you that you were funny?

    Just kidding! :P

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