Caturday

My belly. Let me show it to you.
Rubbings may commence.

A Very Special Caturday!

Uncle Sam wants you to have a very happy and safe Fourth of July!
He'd also like it if you'd accidentally drop a little barbequed chicken on the ground.

Caturday!

Waiting for the cheeseburger delivery truck.

Caturday!

If my editor is reading this, my book is going to be a little late...

Caturday!

Today's caturday will be spent working.
And by working, we mean laying around the house, basking in the sun and napping.
It's in our contract.

Caturday!

Some of us work in my office. Some of us don't.

Oops, I did it again

I missed Caturday. In my defense, I was at a writer's conference giving a workshop on worldbuilding, so I kind of have a good excuse. As an apology, I offer this picture of quiet reflection to start your Monday:
If it's anything like my Monday's going to be, this is the only quiet reflection you're going to get...

Sugarcat

I'm over at Fictionistas today talking about a new development in my life.

Caturday!

Cheeseburger delivery truck look out. Day 1191. Still no sign.

Caturday!

What Sam thinks of a weekend filled with chores.

Caturday!

Whut? It's Caturday.

Caturday!

Why my edits are taking so long.

As you can see, some of the keys on my keyboard are currently unavailable.

Caturday - the home improvement edition

Movin' furnitchur. Ur doin it wrong.

Caturday!

Dis my impreshun of you in da morning.

Caturday!

Can't...wait...for...my turn...at...window...any longer...

Caturday!

Another victim of Too Much Turkey syndrome.

Caturday!

Edits? What edits?

Caturday!

Do you ever feel like you're being watched?

Caturday!

Reason #467 why you shouldn't leave your chaise unattended.

Caturday!

Sam was a little upset that I used that picture of his butt last Saturday, so I had to post this glamour shot to balance things out this week. He'd also like the ladies to know he's single.