Lunch

Ash (me): *making spaghetti, begins pouring water out of pot into sink*

Elise: *sitting at kitchen table working on project*

A: *high pitched wail* Oh no! My noodle!

E: *high pitched yelp* Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Wuuuuuh!

A: *high pitched wail* Oh no! Two more noodles!

E: *high pitched yelp* AAAAaaaaAAAAAAAh! Wuuwuuuwuuuh!

A: *looks at Elise*

E: I feel the urge to scream whenever I hear someone else scream and I didn't know what you were screaming about!

...

A: *spaghetti finally on plate w/ sauce and brocolli*
Idea!!!
*spins to fridge and pulls out cheese*
Does she have a cheese grater???

E: I don't know
*begins rummaging through drawers*
She's got a peeler?

A: That won't work :(

E: *bathroom break*

A: *Rummages through more drawers then finds cheese grater*
*sings* Yaaaaaaaaah!
*glides over to plate on kitchen table with cheese and grater in hand*
*sings* Graters are so awesome, especially when grating cheese | Cheese
is my friend | It's also my frenemy | Because it's not nice to my
digestive system

E: *Comes back into room w/ camera*

Cat Fight

"Get off my pubic bone you filthy feline!"

Dear Interwebs,

The cat is pure evil... well maybe I provoked him a little bit.

I awoke to the sound of Prince Beau's incessant meowing and gave into his asking to be pet.

After a while of scratching his furry face I decided to animate his mouth and do a voice for him.

A few moments after stopping this and going on to just pet him, he ensued a delayed reaction to both bite and scratch my arm.

I can officially say I have been in a cat fight.