The Innerlopr Goz Hom, an Also Cupcayks, Part 2

Musashi Sez:

So over las weeknd, I wuz upset! cuz of the unegspektid “gest” kittee whu stayd in Karlee’s room ALL dae. So laytr, Mom an me sits on the coutch wift our blankeez, verree cozy fer ME an MOM. (She NOT aneebodee els’z Mom! But I toldid yu that alreddee.) Then fynlee, Karlee wantid to sleep, an Carlos wantid to sleep wift his gifrend, an I wuz NOT in the MOOD to let the kittee stay wift MAI MOM, so they puttid him bak in the hall wer he started. An I wud hav sed that we all livd happee aftr that, but mai Mom has morals, which tend to mayk lif diffrkult.

So, around 9:30, wen the roomiez wer bakkin off from the moral syd of the qwestshun, they all put out the wadder an kibbul and littr, an Mom added an old comfy shirt, an they puttid the annoyin innerloper OUT. Hah!

An from whut Mom figgrd out, wen she caym hom feelin giltee in the morning aftr comin bak from goin to church, that othr kittee caym from downstayrz, an the gy who liv wift him is not smart enogf to eethr get him nootrd, or to eevn jus put a collr on him so folks kin noe whu he liv wift. S*I*G*H* Anneewae, his naym Jaspr.

Yup, it’s pertee sad wen the “speeseez” that thingk it is smartrer than the rest of us coppl millyun othr speeseez jus don get it…

Mom Says:

Just so you know, the cupcakes that didn’t get eaten by the students at the Episcopal Divinity School mostly got eaten by the staff at the MIT Writing and Communication Center. Because they're the kind of people you can turn to when you need something chocolate eaten. The folks from EDS sang Happee Birftdae (I made them) but the MIT folks didn't (I figured I shouldn't push my luck...)

Musashi Sez:

I know you is all waytin to heer about our Eestr selebrayshunz an how Mom is teetchin me about all this Cristshun theeologee stuff an about Ceiling Cat, whu is relayted somhow. But yu’r goin to hafta wayt. Aftr all, payshunz is a vertchoo. Huh.

Quot of the Dae: "Wen I plae wift my cat, whu noes if I am not a pastim to her mor than she is to me?" ~Michel de Montayn

The Innerlopr Goz Hom, an Also Cupcayks

Musashi Sez:

Befor I tellz yu about mai cupcayk birftdae surpryz parteez, I gotsta tell yu about whut happind wift Jaspr an his hoomin.

So Karlee & Carlos (K&C) moovd the Naymless Kittee into Karlee’s room fer the tim bein. They caym an went, an wen they wer gond, the kittee cried an scratchd at the dor. It wuz a confuzzlin tim.

Mom pikkt me up an tryd to egsplayn me whut wuz goin on. She sed, “Musashi! Yu’r mai buddee!” an she gives me lotsa kissiz an tell me mai fur smell gud. An she sez, “Wen somboddee havn’t got a hom, we gotsta halp them, rigt?”

“Huh. OK.”

“Wull, ther ar another kind of homlessness, too. It called temperaree, lik wen somboddee akshul got a hom, but their hoomin gets lostid. Then we gotsta tayk cayr of the kittee whu is heer whil we finds the hoomin whu got lostid.”

“Huh. If yu sae so.”

“This calld hosprtalitee. In forrin contreez wher they gots big mountins or big hot dezzerts, hosprtalitee is a Law.”

“Yus,” I sez, “but if we don’t has thoz thins, it not a law heer!”

“Wull,” sez she, “but we gots big, scaree truks. Yu remembrer las Jooly, wen we vizitid the Vet Laydee? The one whu givd yu the shinee bloo medul fer bein brayv wen she givd yu the raybeez shot?”

“Huh. Why I not get a medul fer being brayv on the sidwalk in mai carryin thin? I NOT lik sidwalk!”

“Egzaktlee!” shouts Mom. “Sidwalk is danjruss fer kitteez! So we is being hosprtabul whil we try to find this kittee’s companyun hoomin.”

Huh.

Mom’s doin that annoyin Bein Rigt Thin agen, an I NOT lik it. She sez the other kittee is a gest, but he seem mor lik a innerlopr to me!

So laytr, K&C goes out, an Mom an me sits on the coutch wift our blankeez, cuz it wuz a cold dae and the othrz hads their windoz opn a littul. But that wuz OK, cuz it wuz verree cozy fer ME an MOM. Togethr! She NOT aneebodee els’z Mom!!! Huh! (Not! Not! NOT!)

Qwot of the Dae: “Has yer cupcayk an eets it too.”

Cupcayks an Othr Soopr Heeroz

Musashi Sez:

So. Yestrdae, mom an me desydid on this tytul fer the blog, an todae mai fren Pamelr sent us a link to a cool cupcayk site wher we findid som egsampls of ninja turtl cupcayks at: http://cupcakestakethecake.blogspot.com/2007/10/teenage-mutant-ninja-cupcakes-raphael.html

Mom sed, “Ick, they luks lik heds, lik wift Henry Eighth.”

An I sed, “Whu he?”

An she sez, “Rememember las spring, wen I wuz taykin that class about the Protestant Refermayshun? Yu sleept on mai buks. Ther wuz Henry an Lizlbet an Loothr an Calvin…”

“O. The class about wen the church got brokt. An all them hoomin peeples wuz figtin about how to fix it.”

“Egsaktlee.”

“Whut that got to do wift ninja turtles?”

“Nevr mind…”

Huh. Aneewae, the piktchrz has givd her som ideers about how to do mai birftdae cupcayks. Also, she findid littul napkinz (jus cupcayk siz) wift mai buddee Raphael Ninja Turtl on them. Hooray!

Now all we gots to do is figgr wen to hav the partee. Las yeer we hadsd it on a dae that wuzn’t egsaktlee Feboorraree 8, like the Qween of Inglund (Lizlebet Joonyor), whu hav 2 birftdaez, the reel 1 and the fishul 1. I bet that happind durin the Inglish Empyr, wen it wuz reellee hard to get folks frum all over the werld togethr, cuz they din’t hav emayl—or eevn telerphonz!!!

That mus hav mayd it hard to plan the parteez!