The Cone of Shame

This past Friday we decided to get our cats fixed.  It was all really in hopes that Lobo would stop peeing on linens if he was fixed (he didn't) and that maybe getting baby kitty's nails trimmed would stop her from tearing a hole in our carpet (it didn't).  So essentially we spent $125 without our desired returns, but hey we won't have to deal with baby kitty ever crapping kittens out all over our house so it's still kind of a win.  She's now wearing the cone of shame, which she despises.  I try to feel bad for her but it's outweighed by the hilarity of the situation when you can sit on the couch and hear her endlessly run the cone into the walls.

Baby Kitty hating her life

After we picked up the cats we decided to check out Bootlegger's Brewery in Fullerton.  They had a couple tasty options, but I wasn't super impressed with my flight.  My favorite of the night was the Golden Chaos with peach and apricot.  You could really taste the stone fruit in the beer and had I known better I would have stuck with a pint of that.

Neither of these are the delicious Golden Chaos.  Photo fail.

Saturday morning Billy had his last day of class for insurance licensing so I took care of a couple errands around the house and headed out for a sleepover at my cousin's.  It had been way too long since we got some quality time.  We started our afternoon with a delicious lunch at Tresino's. 

The salad that dreams are made of

That salad was freaking amazing.  I'm pretty sure it was laced with crack or something, it was that good.  We ran a few errands, picked up stuff for dinner, played with boo, and then Katie gave my hair some new life.  I, for the most part, do not give a crap about my hair.  I could honestly go for the rest of my life without getting it done, my gray hair on the other hand does not agree with that sentiment.

It gets worse before it gets better

So after some refreshments, my wonderful cousin, and a couple hours my hair was finally back to an acceptable state.

A little afternoon pick me up

Alas, I no longer have nappy hair!

Sunday morning started with this pretty little dragonfruit.

Then after a real breakfast and a couple football games I headed back home.  I picked up Billy and we went to see my cousin James' new house.  We stayed there the rest of the afternoon and into the night and I finished off the weekend feeling crappy from all my beer drinking and gluten eating and a tragic fantasy loss.  Hopefully after a few trades my team will do much better this week!