Sleepy Sunday

We thought, since today is Sleepy Sunday, we would show you our favorite places to sleep the day away.

Biff likes to sleep under the desk. No one else really ever goes down there. He is at a slightly elevated position of power, and can still get plenty of sunshine through the window.

"Who dares disturb my slumber?"

Sogna really enjoys sleeping in the "cage" area under the AC unit (we don't really have a cage, Mom keeps an open pen by the AC unit with our litter boxes and some blankets so that we can have a place to call our own).

We both feel very safe and secure in the "cage", and as you can see, Sogna looks ridiculously comfortable.

In case you couldn't tell, (if she just looks like a grey/tan blob with a white belly), her head is to the left in this picture. You can kind of see her mouth and her ears.

This is the new jade plant Mom got last Sunday night. It was the first Easter without Nana, and Mom was missing her. Nana always kept several jades in the house, and they were extremely large. Hopefully this one will grow as big as Nana's!

If the size of the leaves are any indication, this is going to be one big houseplant. Mom ordered a beautiful pot off etsy, decorated with tortoises and a jackrabbit, and she can't wait til it comes in so she can show you!

(Side note: Does anyone know anything about watering jade? I read online that you're only supposed to water it twice a month because it's a succulent, but this little guy's rather large leaves are looking sort of droopy after 1 week without water, especially on the bottom. How can you tell if it needs more water when the soil is SUPPOSED to dry out between waterings??)

As most of you have actual gardens, you will not be impressed. But as you may know Mom has been having garden envy looking at all of your beautiful gardens and has decided this apartment could use a little extra oxygen. She even started an Aerogarden a few weeks ago and is attempting to grow some lavender so the house will smell nice at some point this spring. We're waiting for the little plants to flower before we share pictures.

PeeBed update:

We have been very, very good all week. Mom slept out last night, and came home this morning to one, lone doot, even after being several hours late in serving our breakfast. This is unheard of, and also indicates that Mom's hypothesis is correct.

Hypothesis: Stress via travel discourages the buns from treating the bed like a litter box.

Development of this hypothesis began when we stopped doing PeeBed this winter, after travelling to Mima & Pops' house for Thanksgiving, Nana's wake/funeral, and Christmas all in the course of a month. Naturally, after we got comfortable again, we digressed. Taking us home for Easter was partly intended to test the hypothesis. It seems to be a confirmation.

How does everyone feel about using stress as a tactic? It worked for us when we were bonding, too. It does seem kind of mean and manipulative--scare us into loving each other, scare us into being well-behaved. But is it really that cruel?? We are so happy we have each other now, and are madly in love. And Mom doesn't want to kill us every time she comes home from work/dinner/doctor/bar, etc etc.

So, do the ends justify the means?? Or is our evil mother just trying to make excuses for torturing us?? Would love some feedback.