French Kitties

Poison was sprawled out cutely, and I’d not taken any pictures of her in a hot minute, so I got on that. Z commented that she was posing in a ‘photograph me like one of your French kitties’ way, which, yes. Will do. She’s currently in Z’s arms complaining at the indignity of everything… while purring her little head off. She loves her furdad, ha ha.

We finally placed Batman’s headstone today. It looks good. He’s dapper, like Z’s dad, now that he’s got his stone. We all went out to do it, kids had a wee bounce on the trampoline, and back in. You can see the stone from pretty much every window on this side of the house, so that’s nice. He’s still with us in a way.

Past that, just like, knitting, and troubleshooting Sims 3. It did that thing where it decided it wouldn’t save if you built even the tiniest house, so I had to go back through all my mods and jigger things back into function. Bemusingly, the changes I’d made the other day to enable me to get worlds working that weren’t behaving? Those worlds have effed off again. Sigh? Sigh! It’s fine though. The game is working again, and I still have a good selection of worlds for the most part (if not the precise one I wanted).

Anyways! Life goes on.

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