If it's good enough for my paint thinner, it's good enough for my cat??

Ok I know that sounds really bad, but hear me out.

Since painting our cabinets in our lovely new home back in the summer, I've had a paint can full of paint thinner sitting in my garage wide open for 4 months. As I understand it, you are supposed to fill the can up with sand or cat litter and then close it off before throwing it away. I've been too busy (busy= lazy= real truth of this story) to get a paint can top and bag of sand to take care of this mess.

So I'm walking through Target the other day with Karen and all of a sudden I hear this "THUUUD" from behind us. When I turned around I saw a bag of Tidy Cat laying in the isle behind us. I could just imagine God standing in Heaven after a long hard day of making the world go round stopping for a moment to help:

God: "I have been watching long enough. It is time for me to intervene. Oh Tidy Cat, your destination will be different from that of other cat litters. You must help Chad instead of being pooped on by kittens. Come forth from thine spot on this retail shelf and make yourself known!"

I got the point and picked up the cat litter. I had to double check to make sure it was the cheapest available, which it was. There were several other options that cost anywhere from $3-8... but not Tidy Cat. That crap was only $1.89 for a bag! Having never purchased cat litter before or held a bag of it, I assumed you are supposed to carry it like a dirty diaper (hands way out in front as if it's on fire). After all, it's sand that holds pooh... really. I quickly changed my carrying style after I start getting strange looks from people, but this didn't help.

I finally realized that people were giving me the looks because I was going to purchase the cheapest generic brand of cat litter I could find and THEY thought it was actually for a cat... not paint thinner. I know I know, can you believe that?? Great, now I'm actually starting to feel like a cheap pet owner WHO DOESN'T EVEN OWN OR LIKE CATS. As I walk around the store deciding if I should take it back and get the next step up instead a thought occurred to me... I don't really care. I just hope I don't offend the paint thinner because that's some mean stuff. I purchased the junk, added it to the paint thinner, and watched it desolve. Much fun.


On a side note: We stopped at Magee's Bakery this morning on the way in to work and got some coffee and cinnamon rolls. After eating my cinnamon roll at my desk, I was working on a newsletter when I noticed a small white dot on the corner of my finger. Strange, what's this? It looked a piece of leftover icing, but you never know. It could be a piece of tissue paper leftover from blowing my nose.

Only one way to find out, right?

Ahhhh, I'm glad I won this battle!

Moral of the side note: Maybe it's time to go on a diet.