Dec
23
Excepting a few short outings here and there, I’ve basically been holed up in my house since last Wednesday. That’s a long time to be stuck inside a less-than-2000-square-foot space with unlimited access to baking supplies. Totally unrelated piece of trivia, did you know that it’s possible to gain five pounds in a week?
I would have thought that being housebound this long with the kids would have made me Homer-Simpson-something-something crazy by now, but it’s been . . . well, I do so love to complain, but truthfully it’s been kind of nice. Really nice, actually. The boys seem to have reached some kind of awesome stage where they aren’t so enormously different in ages and abilities, and I keep catching them just sort of contentedly hanging out. I can’t quite describe how it makes me feel to see them playing together or listen to Riley’s happy chatter interwoven with Dylan’s babbling. There needs to be a whole new language for that sort of joyous, heart-expanding goodness; it eclipses all things.
Before this snowbound business I had been feeling kind of sad about Dylan, about how he’s growing so quickly and entering into the realm of knowing what he wants and not being afraid to complain about it, often at ear-splitting levels. Where did my good-natured little baby go, I kept wondering, but oh, he’s still here. It’s easier to see it when life isn’t so rushed, that’s all. When we don’t have to run around all crazy in the morning getting everyone out the door, when evenings aren’t a stressful mess of hurried meals and tired kids and exhausted parents.
My mother and aunt were going to come for an early Christmas last Saturday, but we had to take a snow check. Now it’s unclear whether JB’s parents will make it, they’re battling their way up I-5 but last we heard they were in Salem and going about 30 MPH. We may be on our own for the holiday, and while that’s a bummer, we’re certainly not the only ones — I have coworkers and friends all over the place here in town whose family plans have been completely derailed by the weather.
We remain optimistic about the possibility of hosting a big family meal, though, and have picked up our Giant Hunk O’ Ham. No matter what, we’re certainly not lacking for food around here (see also: five pounds). And thus it’s time for that classic holiday game played throughout many cultures this time of year . . . CAT OR HAM?
Which weighs more, our cat?
Or a bone-in ham?
The rules are simple: you place your guess in the comments, I’ll randomly pick a winner from the correct guesses, you win an Interesting Prize.
You should know that 1) we did get Cat to stand on the scale with her full weight, and 2) my scale only measures to the pound.
CAT?
OR HAM?
** Comments closed! CAT OR HAM data being compiled now . . .**
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Can I say the cat and ham are tied?
I’m going with cat. How did you get Cat to stand on the scale?! Impressive!
I’m voting for Cat, because cuteness has to count for something. Also, because my cat is deceptively heavy and I suspect Cat is employing the same strategy.
Gato!(Cat)
Ham!!
Merry Christmas!!
Ham FTW!
Also, I LOVE that shot of Cat. So unfairly being asked to share her weight with the world.
I’m going to go with the cat.
HAM! Heh.
Ham!
I think it’s probably the ham, but I WANT it to be cat, so I am going with CAT!!
Damn! My old info was in there is completely outdated, so again: I think it’s probably the ham, but I WANT it to be cat, so I am going with CAT!!
Ham!
Totally the ham. The cat looks rather fit, actually.
Definitely the cat!!
Cat…
…because, look at that ham…there is some freaky evil face on that ham! I was going to say that it could be the image of Jesus or Mary and you could sell it on Ebay or some shit, but since it’s in your house I’m going with Zombie!
Merry Christams to you and yours….and all that!
I’m going to jump on the HAM train. Those ham bones are heavy.
I’m guessing Cat weighs more. He looks a little on the hefty side, and cats tend to be deceptively heavy.
Ham!
I’m going to go with cat.
Merry Christmas Eve to you and your family!
My! What a large ham you have. But I’m going to pick CAT in this instance.
Well crap, I totally was going to go with the ham until I read all the comments and gosh I’m really just not sure now. I have absolutly no supermarket deli experience so I guess it’s the cat. But you did throw in the little comment about the scale only weighing in pounds so it must be a tie.
I look foward to reading your posts everyday. I click you before I go to the gossip sites! I truly hope your Christmas is everything you hope it to be and more. My family will be snowed in for Christmas this year and I have to say I’m not that bummed about it. Lots of food and lots of play. That’s a gift all in its self! Happy Holidays to you and your family!!
Cat — no question! Cat even seems to know it and looks a bit nervous at you, over the shoulder there. ;)
Ham, hopefully…yum, ham.
You’ve inspired me to try and get my cat to stand on the scale.
I’m guessing CAT.
Cat!
HAM
Cat! I love your boys!
HAM.
CAT!
I say CAT! :)
Merry Christmas. Hope everything works out family wise. We’re maybe not going to see all of ours either :/
I will jump on the CAT bandwagon. Merry Christmas, and may you and your family, especially the travelers, be safe and happy!
Cat FTW!
C.A.T. cat!
CAT! They can be deceptively heavy.
. . .Ham?
The darling kitty.
CAT!!!
In my house, the ham weighs more, but only by .8 lbs. ;) (11 lb ham, 10.2 lb cat!)
Ham!
Hmmm, that ham looks solid! I’ll guess the ham!
BTW, Dylan looks SO CUTE in that hat!
Cat.
CAT. I’m guessing you’ve got about a 14- or 15-pound cat there? (I love big cats. I had a 20-pound cat once. When he sat a certain way, he looked like a Thanksgiving turkey with fur.)
Cat. They wear their weight well, especially those outfitted in all black.
Cat i think.
Cat all the way :)
I’m going with Cat.
1. Black is always a slimming color.
2. I believe that Cat, although appearing less dense than ham, if she’s anything like our black cat, may be denser.
Therefore, I vote for Cat.
Hmm, who knew that a Cat vs. Ham contest would receive so many guesses? I’m #297!! I had a deceptively LIGHT cat, unlike many of the responders, so I’m going HAM!!
I say cat. My cat looked heavy and was sooo…definitely cat!! Merry Christmas.
The cat weighs more, dispite the solid look of that hunk-o-ham.