Of Laundry and Loofahs

Things we do at the laundry to keep ourselves entertained:

• Make up nicknames for each other, such as Raj (as in Raja from Aladdin because the girl's last name is DeLione which means "lion" but a tiger is close enough), mine is Mom (I checked on some people because I heard them shouting, they called me mom, and it stuck), Butch (don't know the story on that one), etc.
• Think of different foods we could send through the Mangle (the giant flat-iron machine) such as pizza in tin foil, crepes, and tortillas with cheese to name a few.
• Push people in the giant dryers while they're unloading them.
• Hide water bottles.
• Ride/push people in the bins.
• Hide in bins and scare people as they put there hand in to get stuff out.
• Sing really really loud

The kitty is doing really well. She likes to watch basketball on t.v. (something she and Doug have in common). Recently she has discovered our dresser drawers. She loves to crawl in the bottom drawer and then magically appear in the top one. We tried closing all the drawers so she couldn't do that anymore, but it just makes her so happy, and it keeps her busy so... we keep them open. She doesn't bite as much as she used to, so I think she's growing up, thank goodness. Her favorite toys are milk caps, Doug's socks, and recently she has been taking my shower loofah out of the shower and carrying it around like a prize. Just as a size comparison I've included pictures:
(That's the kiss that Jenny told me to give her.)
If it seems like I talk a lot about her it's because she's really the only thing that changes, school and work stay the same, besides, she's my baby and I'm allowed.

6 weeks later

4 weeks

9 weeks

It's hard to believe we've had Pepper for 6 weeks already. She still looks like a kitten at 9 weeks old, but comparing to when she was only 4 weeks, there's a big difference. Her face used to be so little! It's weird because she still has kitten fur. Not so much on her head, but everywhere else she's still fuzzy. I think right now she's in the everything-is-a-toy-including-fingers phase... I hope it's just a phase... She has her sweet moments where she'll purr and cuddle... those last for about 5 minutes before she's playing again. She can reach the top of the scratching post we got her, it's about 4 feet high. We put a collar with a bell on her so we can hear where she is. She's good about coming to me when I call her, I've never had a cat do that before.

As for Doug and I. We're still surviving school... and that's about it. My supervisor hired too many people this semester at the laundry, so there's nothing to do (I'm serious, sometimes we'll fold and unfold blankets for an hour just so that we look busy). I still get paid for it though, and shy-anti-social-Lizzie actually made some friends there. It's true, they added me on Facebook. We love our new apartment, the commute to school hasn't been a problem. The ward seems a lot more friendly too. We've already been to another couple's apartment to play games. And they invited us over again tomorrow night for FHE. Things are good.