This cat is gigantic now. You should see him in person. He's WAY bigger than Riley Cat, for sure. But that won't last long. Because Riley Cats grow way faster than Butters Cats.

Seriously, this song will not leave my head. I feel as though I've been cursed by the Gaga. She is insane, but whoever writes for her does a great job at never allowing the song to leave one's head ever. again.

I give you, reluctantly, Lady Gaga's Bad Romance:

Nothing helps wash down some tots more than a cold one,

especially when that cold one has your last name on it.

Yes, my friends and related Hauensteins alike, the Hauenstein beer has officially made it to Seattle.

With a lot of help from a groovy cat named Joe and his glorious restaurant, we were able to get a shipment of these bottles in from New Ulm, Minnesota. I basically sent an email out to him just seeing if he could find a distributor that would ship the beer out here. I didn't hear from him for about three weeks, but amazingly he wrote back and told me (very excitedly) that he COULD get the beer in! Hoorah!

Seattle will never be the same!

This lump of adorable skin and fur is our new friend Oscar.

We (and Oly) met him at our friends' (Kristen and Casey's) house.

Oly was a good sport and played with him outside for hours.

Oly is presently passed out under my chair. He will remain there for the entire night.

Song stuck in my head: Beach House's Zebra

We actually saw these guys live at Jimmy Fallon when we visited Brett in January.

She has a haunting and resonating tone.

I like it.