You See Steve Rolling

Steve has gotten yet another ticket. This time he "rolled through a stop sign." Which he, of course, vehemently denies and insists the cop was just "an asshole." I told him I am very disappointed he couldn't flirt his way out of the ticket. He's now on the same thin ice the cat is on.

Closest representation of Steve driving

I MAY forgive him because he is currently working on my belated birthday present. It's belated because it's taking him way longer than expected to complete. He's actually painting the kitchen cabinets for me! Wheeee!!!! They look AMAZING so far! The cat shredded all the cool papering he did last summer, so they have been looking raggedy on the bottom where the Evil Feline Menace can reach (he started doing it to the cabinet where we keep his food - the fat lard). Steve read up on how to do it and is doing some sand, prime, sand, prime, coat 1, coat 2 thing that is taking an insane amount of time to complete - but looks super nice and should be very sturdy. I will share pictures when he's done! Because…WOW…painting some 60 year old wood cabinets makes them look like new! But, right now, our kitchen is torn apart and it's all stressful. (And, also, the cat keeps licking things I've set outside of the cabinets Steve is working on and I'm not sure what he's licked, so then I have to wash everything again. He also keeps trying to eat all the fish's food. Basically, he is Evil Incarnate - and, if it exists, Schroeder wants it in his mouth.)