I'm doing better and I feel like I should probably get back to a routine of sorts. One way to do that is to start blogging again.

So, let's start with Batman - I saw that movie last night and it was phenomenal. Then again, I've always been a freaky comic book fan anyway. Still, it's nice to see Batman actually have to deal with a bit more of a realistic criminal situation other than "Oh no, that strange criminal is going to slap this person with a heavy object that will only slightly injure them. Where oh where is someone to help?"

I got one of my mother's bird feeders from my dad recently and I hung it up on the balcony. It immediately attracted birds...and a squirrel. After a battle royale to keep the squirrel away from the feeder and happily munching on the dropped remains, I found I had developed amused affection at a rodent that can snub his nose at a cat twice his size and a German Shepherd two feet away from him and separated only by a thin partition of glass. End result - the squirrel gets a bowl of my almonds and other nuts that I eat along with a water bowl. Since my balcony is already heaped up with plants galore, the little beast is in high rise heaven and I have yet again reaffirmed my suspicions that I'm a soft hearted sap.

As for the cat attacks - the previous cat mentioned earlier in this post has taken a liking to sleeping under the covers.

And then awakening in a fury of teeth and claws that poke me in the tuckus every few seconds until I squeal and wake up.

Then he does it again.

There is nothing quite like waking up at six in the morning two days in a row to a bunch of cat claws latching onto your bum.