last nerve? what last nerve?

I don't know what it says about me that last night I was too tired to play Sims. (Did I mention my supreme irritation that my husband's weekend starts at 2 PM today? And tomorrow, when I'm dragging my ass all over campus until 7 at night, he's going to sit back and gloat about it? No? Consider it mentioned.)

(I don't hate him too much - he makes better coffee than I do, I can't afford to hate him.)

Too much crap to do today. I have two stories to review and some silly paper to write on a reading I only vaguely understood. And a class at 2.
Does anyone have any brilliant solutions for keeping a curious three year old out of the cat dishes? I can't gate off the kitchen, because our door is (a) wide and (2) on a slight angle, so I'm not sure that'll work. Given that I am not supermommy (ie: I have a life outside my children, and professors chasing after me with sharpened sticks) I can't watch him every nanosecond. Short of screaming NO at the top of my lungs and removing him (and more often than not putting his clothes back on, too) I'm at my wit's end. And our kitchen is so teeny I don't know that there IS a better place to put their dishes.

(Oh, I forgot. We have to gently say 'no' while playing discordant melodies on the pan flute. And not have lives outside of parenthood. Motherhood is, after all, our ultimate biological destiny. Just listen to the religious right. I hear you can download your very own set of right-wing values at www.godhateshumans.com - there's a self-installing-executable there. After you enable the autoupdate function you never have to think again. They use RFID tags. Latest technology.)

*ahem* Right. End parenthetical rant. Anyone want a toddler? Got a toddler for sale.

Look! New icon from peachtess!

Edit: Is there any credibility to this ban on red pens in schools, or is this just people whining? (link from joedecker).
Edit 2: Aw crap. I do not need a toothache. NO.

WTFOMGPB?

Our printer is spontaneously printing. Just by itself. No user intervention.

In other news: solution to the cat dish problem (inspired by kightp's Cardboard Box Voodoo!) - put the cat dishes inside a small coffee table in the living room - the base is off the floor and it has multiple gaps for entry/exit. And Seaners has not yet noticed that the table has this feature. I'm sure he will eventually, but for the moment we're good.