It has been exactly one week since the police came to my home to inform me Prick was arraigned and in jail. Seems like an odd thing to experience freedom because someone else is detained. I have to admit something. I am out of practice with blopping and blogging here. I feel like the kid who is back at her first day of school. The place is the same, there are mostly the same faces but some new ones are added and I'm not sure if I like my schedule or locker location. I haven't gotten my groove back. Also I am back to riding about five days a week. Being back in the saddle takes up a lot of my free time. The trade off has been well worth it and Veritas and I are both getting back in shape.

I spent most of my past weekend sick with a wicked migraine. I suppose the stress finally caught up. That, and the fact that they had a community day celebration in my town on Saturday. I celebrated with my neighbors by eating way too many Dippin' Dots and funnel cake. What is it about those Dippin' Dots? I am not kidding. I LOVE them. Little, freeze-dried, bits of ice cream heaven. I am the 40-something kid who can't stop watching them shoot out of the machine, squeaking in delight at how fun they are. Then I eat them too fast and always get a brain-freeze. You would think by now I would know better...

Conclusion: Kimba needs a life.

Anyhoo, while I was laid up with the latest, post sugar crash, pain in the brain, I discovered another love. The TV show Clean House. I am not sure what it is about this show that keeps me watching. My father is a pack rat and has one of those homes that I would love to sick Niecy Nash on. The fact that they go in and save people from their mayhem and foolishness (Niecy's words) and do it with humor, keeps me quite entertained. After watching several episodes I always end up going through my house and start throwing things out or packing them off to Goodwill. I live in a tiny house so I know how easy it is to retain clutter. The only thing I am guilty of is collecting anything Kliban Cat related.

I display them in a special case in my dining room. I finally did stop adding any new pieces, but once in a blue moon, I find myself scoping eBay and wanting Kliban candlesticks or soap dishes to complete my collection.

A few examples of Kimba's mayhem and foolishness

So,this is also a time I can explain to readers of my blogs as to why I always post the picture of a Kliban Cat at the end of my blog. I am a huge Kliban fan and his Cat drawings never cease to make me giggle. Well, that and the fact that I really am always trying to find inner peace. The fact that it is a Kliban Cat declaring it, makes it all the better.

I guess the blog question of the day is: are you a pack-rat? Do you need Miss Niecy to come and rescue you from your clutter? Or do you just need some Kliban humor?

Peace All

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