In total Monday coolness news: my porn star shoes are up in Beth’s If The Shoe Fits photo gallery. It satisfies the voyeur in me to read about what other people keep in their closets. I am the nosey type of person who tries to get a look into other people’s homes as I take a walk on Alki. If I can guess what they’re watching on TV, I feel like I’ve won some sort of game.
I don’t look into cars, though. That’s just wrong.
I’ve had to kick my cat Charlie out of the crib about three times this week. Does anyone know how to keep the cat out of the crib without disturbing the baby? I’ve looked into crib tents, but I won’t have any free hands to unzip it open if my arms are full with a sleeping baby and I’ve already spent way too much money on baby gear. What works? Tin foil? Double-sided tape? Fake mice?