Kitty Shenanigans: The Continuing Saga of Life With Two Cats

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Cat Wrestling to start the day off right. What more can be in store for me?

The Morning Mayhem Begins

What a morning. My two tiny terrors have been in rare form. Usually the day starts the same way: breakfast for both kitties, followed by a full‑speed race around the condo. I try not to be in my recliner when this happens, because it’s one of the main sections of their racetrack. They’re just as likely to launch off my head — leaving tufts of my gray hair behind — as they are to springboard off the back of the chair. It’s truly a dangerous place to sit once they’re wound up.

The Post‑Race “Recovery” Phase

After that comes the recovery phase. Once they’ve burned off that first burst of morning energy, they each find a spot for a quick nap while they wait for me to clean the litter box. They supervise this process closely. As soon as I finish, they each reclaim a box — I’ll spare you the explanation. Then they get their morning treats, and normally I get a little peace to write, read, or even sneak in a nap of my own.

Balboa, Agent of Desktop Chaos

But today? Today they rewrote the script.

It started with Balboa. As soon as he finished breakfast, he came over to my desk to “see what I was doing.” He stretched out across the desktop, looking perfectly relaxed. That was just to lull me into a false sense of security. The moment I moved my hand from mouse to keyboard, a paw shot out like lightning. He grabbed for the mouse. I grabbed back. My typing came to a halt. Balboa was not deterred. His paw moved from mouse to keyboard, and the next thing I knew, I had a whole blog post of kitty gibberish.

This back‑and‑forth went on for a while. I was getting nothing done, and Balboa was delighted with himself. Fortunately, he has a short attention span and eventually wandered off to find some other form of mischief.

Banner vs. The Fitbit: A Rivalry for the Ages

Enter Banner.

My Fitbit was on the charger — and somehow, Banner knew. My Fitbit is his nemesis. He tries to chew it off my arm, he finds it when I hide it in the medicine cabinet during my shower, and no matter which charging station I use, he senses it. He has some sort of sixth sense for wearable technology.

Thus began my efforts to distract a determined agent of chaos. Banner has a much longer attention span than Balboa, and this was turning into a full morning of distraction. Cat 1, Hooman 0. The Fitbit barely survived.

Eventually, I gave up trying to charge it and put it back on my wrist. Banner gave me a tail flip — the feline equivalent of a rude gesture — followed by a disgusted look before wandering off, muttering under his breath the whole way.

Temporary Peace… Probably

Back to my work… I hope.

I quietly snuck the Fitbit back onto the charger. Both cats finally settled down for their morning nap/recharge cycle. And now I wait, wondering what they’ll dream up next.

Tiger Panther box war

Living with cats is like living with tiny, furry project managers — always supervising, never helpful, and absolutely convinced the world revolves around their schedule.

Banner and Balboa would like you to know this post contains affiliate links. If you buy through them, I may earn a small commission — which they insist should go toward treats, toys, or whatever they’ve decided to knock off the counter next.

 

Crustless Pizza Casserole

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How does a crustless pizza stand up to a homemade deep dish pizza like we have here

Is a pizza without crust still a pizza? You be the judge.

It seems like I’ve been doing a lot of baking this spring and sharing the results here, of course. I do know how to cook meals, not just bake — as you know from the pork chop series, I’m a versatile cook. But my personal favorites usually lean more Italian. Spaghetti, lasagna, pizza… you get the idea.

Stuffed shells anyone or a simple crustless PizzaRecently I had some ricotta left over and wanted to try my hand at stuffed shells, but believe it or not, I couldn’t find any big shells to stuff. And if you think I’m going to stand there trying to fill those tiny little shells, you are so wrong. Crazy I’m not — only slightly demented.

Anyway, I ran across another interesting recipe, and it looked good. So of course I had to give it a try. I don’t know who to credit for the idea, but it worked great. So without further ado, straight from Dusty’s Test Kitchen, I give you…

Meat Lover’s Pizza Casserole

This is for the crust‑challenged — the folks who don’t want to run to the store for premade crusts but still crave a nice, juicy pizza. Full of cheese and meat, this casserole gives new meaning to the phrase “have it your way.” Lots of options to make it uniquely yours.

Ingredients

  • 1/3 lb ground beef
  • 1/2 lb Italian sausage
  • 1/2 cup pepperoni slices
  • 1/2 cup cooked bacon, crumbled
  • 2 cups sauce — marinara or pizza sauce (you choose your vibe)
  • 8 oz rotini or penne pasta
  • 2 cups shredded mozzarella
  • 1/2 cup shredded cheddar or provolone (optional)
  • 1/2 cup sliced black olives (optional)
  • 1/2 cup sliced mushrooms (optional — see Notes)
  • 1 tsp Italian seasoning
  • 1/2 tsp garlic powder
  • 1/4 tsp black pepper
  • Salt to taste

Instructions

  1. Preheat oven to 375°. Lightly grease a 9×13 baking dish and set aside.
  2. Heat a large skillet over medium heat. Add the ground beef and Italian sausage. Break apart and cook until fully browned. Drain excess fat (see Notes).
  3. While the meat is browning, bring a pot of salted water to a boil and cook the pasta according to package directions. Drain and set aside.
  4. Stir in 1/2 cup pepperoni slices and 1/2 cup crumbled bacon. Let everything warm through for about 1 minute.
  5. Add 2 cups sauce, Italian seasoning, garlic powder, black pepper, and salt to taste. Stir and let simmer 2–3 minutes.
  6. In a large bowl, combine the cooked pasta and meat sauce mixture. Add 1 cup mozzarella and stir until evenly mixed (see Notes).
  7. Spread the mixture evenly in the prepared baking dish.
  8. Sprinkle with the remaining mozzarella, the cheddar or provolone, and any optional toppings like mushrooms or olives.
  9. Cover loosely with foil and bake for 15 minutes. Remove foil and bake an additional 10–15 minutes, until the cheese is melted, bubbly, and lightly golden… or until you can’t resist the aroma any longer.

Let rest 5 minutes before serving so it holds together when scooped.

Notes

  • I’m not a sausage fan, so in my version I swapped the Italian sausage for another 1/2 lb of hamburger.
  • The recipe calls for a large skillet, and normally I’d grab my trusty cast iron, but this time I used my nonstick double‑handled pot. It browns meat nicely and gives me room to mix everything without dragging out a bowl. One‑pot cooking = simplified cleanup.
  • I had jarred marinara in the pantry, so that’s what I used. You can choose marinara or pizza sauce depending on the flavor profile you want.
  • About mushrooms: They hold a lot of water. If you don’t want them soggy or adding extra moisture, sauté them first. A tablespoon of oil, a sprinkle of garlic powder, and 5–7 minutes over medium heat will give you perfect, flavorful mushrooms.
  • I like onions and forgot to add them — they’d be great here, along with sliced peppers if you’re a green‑pepper fanatic. I also added extra pepperoni on top even though some was already mixed in.

Why You’ll Love This Recipe

  • All the pizza flavor, none of the crust drama. No rolling, no rising, no flour all over the counter — just the good stuff.
  • Totally customizable. Pepperoni, bacon, sausage, mushrooms, olives, onions, peppers… mix and match your favorites.
  • One‑pot friendly. Brown the meat, mix it all together, bake, done. Cleanup stays blissfully simple.
  • Great for leftovers. It reheats beautifully and tastes just as good the next day.
  • Crowd‑pleasing comfort food. Whether it’s a weeknight dinner, a cozy weekend meal, or a good old‑fashioned church potluck (yes, they’re still a thing), this casserole is the kind of dish that disappears fast and gets people asking for the recipe.

The result is a very yummy dish that mimics pizza without the crust. I’ll definitely make it again.

Try it, tweak it, claim it as your own — I won’t tell. Make it, bake it, take it to a potluck… and then take a bow. Just save me a scoop.

 

Hummingbirds Are Back: The Tiny Travelers of Spring Migration

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✨April Slips Away… and the Hummers ArriveMale Ruby Throasted hummingbirds have a brilliant iridescent red throat that looks dark when it’s not in good light.

April is winding down and we’re looking May right in the eye. That means one thing for Massachusetts nature lovers: the hummingbird migration has officially begun. The earliest sighting this year popped up during the week of April 20 — a tiny flash of iridescence announcing spring’s true arrival.

These remarkable birds spent the winter basking in Central America or Mexico. Olé indeed.

Daylight Flyers With a Need for Nectar

Hummingbirds migrate during the day, which means you can spot them flitting among early‑blooming flowers in search of energy‑rich nectar. And speaking of energy, these little dynamos are astonishing.

  • They can travel up to 23 miles in a single day
  • During their Gulf crossing, they may cover up to 500 miles at once
  • Their average flight speed is 20–30 mph, and during courtship dives they can triple that

The Physics-Defying Hummingbird Body

To pull off these long‑distance feats, a hummingbird’s body runs like a high‑performance engine:

  • Heart rate: up to 1,260 beats per minute
  • Wingbeats: 15 to 80 flaps per second
  • Breathing: about 150 breaths per minute

Tiny birds, enormous stats.

Fun Facts About Our Feathered Friends

A few more delightful tidbits to impress your fellow bird‑watchers:

  1. They remember every feeder they’ve ever visited
  2. “Hummer” is both a giant SUV and a birder’s nickname for hummingbirds
  3. They’re awake during the day and sleep at night
  4. There are 350+ species of hummingbirds
  5. All hummingbirds are native to North or South America
  6. They love sugar (relatable)
  7. Natural nectar is clear — no need for red dye
  8. Make your own nectar: 4 parts water + 1 part white sugar, boiled and cooled
  9. They’re attracted to the color red
  10. They eat insects
  11. They visit 1,000 flowers a day
  12. Their wings beat thousands of times per minute
  13. They can’t walk or hop — their feet are for perching only
  14. They take about 150 breaths per minute
  15. A group of hummers is called a “charm”
  16. You can ID them with the free Audubon Bird Guide app

Get Your Yard Hummer‑Ready

So — are you ready for your feathered friends? Clean out that feeder, plant those nectar‑rich flowers, and roll out the red carpet. The tiny hummers are on their way, ready to grace your garden with their zip, sparkle, and charm. The first sighting in Plymouth, right down the raod, was April 22!

They really are happy little jewels flitting through the yard.

Welocme back little Hummers

 

Welcome to Alabama, Please Claim a Stranger’s Suitcase

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America is weird, but Alabama’s Unclaimed Baggage store might just take the crown.

A Tourist Attraction Built on Lost Suitcases

You’ve got to wonder about a state where one of the biggest tourist draws is… lost luggage. America is weird, but Alabama’s Unclaimed Baggage store might just take the crown. Tucked away in Scottsboro, this retail oddity specializes in selling the contents of bags that never made it back to their owners.

If You’re Nervous About Losing Your Own Bag…

I get it—flying to a store full of lost luggage feels like tempting fate. What’s to stop your own suitcase from joining the lonely, unclaimed masses while you’re browsing the racks? If that thought makes you twitchy, good news: they have an online shop. You can treasure‑hunt from the safety of your couch.

A Business Born From a Pickup Truck and $300

The store has been around for more than 50 years, and its origin story is peak American entrepreneurship. In 1970, Doyle Owens borrowed a pickup truck and $300, then bought his first load of unclaimed bags from a Trailways bus station. By 1978, he’d struck deals with airlines—starting with Eastern Airlines—and the volume (and the weirdness) exploded.

When the South Became a Ski Destination

One of the store’s most famous traditions began in 1981: the annual Ski Sale. Alabama isn’t exactly known for snow, but the store had mountains of lost ski gear looking for a home. Winter sports fans flocked in, and the event became so popular that people now camp out in the parking lot on the first Saturday of November just to be first through the door.

A Snapshot of Humanity, One Suitcase at a Time

The inventory comes from airlines and transportation companies across the country, making the store a strange little museum of what people pack for their travels. Clothes, electronics, souvenirs, oddities—you name it, it’s probably passed through Scottsboro at some point.

Detour Worth Taking

So next time you pack a bag and head to Alabama, skip the dolphin cruise and the Civil Rights walking tour just this once. Take a detour to Scottsboro and wander through the land of lost luggage. Who knows—maybe you’ll even spot the suitcase that never made it to Florida on your last trip.

 

A Curious Day Trip to America’s Stonehenge

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🪨 New Hampshire’s Strangest Archaeological Mystery Welcome to America's Stonehenge where you can let your inner Indian Jones wander

Let’s take a little trip over the state line into our neighbor to the north — New Hampshire. The Live Free or Die state has its fair share of quirky attractions, but one of the strangest sits just over the border in Salem.

If you enjoy archaeology, mysterious stone structures, or simply wandering around the woods wondering what on earth happened here, then this place is absolutely for you.

And yes — I’ve been there.
And yes — if you let your imagination run free, it can get a little creepy.

Welcome to America’s Stonehenge.

🌀 Is It Really “Stonehenge”?

Let’s be honest: the name is a bit ambitious. There are no towering bluestones or dramatic circles rising from the earth. But what is here is a sprawling network of stone chambers, walls, and monoliths that spark endless questions.

 

Who built it?
When?
And why?

No one has definitive answers — which is half the fun.

🔊 The Oracle Chamber: A Voice From the Stones

One of the most intriguing structures is the Oracle Chamber, the largest enclosed space on the site. What fascinates me most is the speaking tube that connects the chamber to the outside.

At the exterior end of the tube sits a grooved stone table that some speculate may have been used for offerings. To whom or what? No one knows.

But picture this:

Primitive people gathered around the stone table with chickens or goats as offerings…
A hidden voice suddenly echoing from the rocks…
A disembodied whisper floating through the air…

Tell me that wouldn’t send a shiver down your spine.

🌅 The Summer Solstice Sunrise Stone

My favorite feature is the Summer Solstice Sunrise Monolith — a standing stone placed to mark the sunrise on the longest day of the year.

It’s not as dramatic as the towering monoliths on Salisbury Plain, but it still warms my heart. I can almost “see” the wise women of the tribe gathering at dawn, welcoming the sun and celebrating the birth of a new season.

Sometimes the simplest stones carry the deepest stories.

🐍 Other Mysteries Scattered Through the Woods

The site is full of curious structures, each with its own personality:

  • The Watch House Chamber
  • The S‑Shaped Serpent Wall
  • The East–West Chamber

Archaeologists and enthusiasts are still documenting the site, and new discoveries continue to surface. It’s the kind of place where every stone feels like it has a secret.

🏺 A Museum of Everyday History

Before or after your walk, take time to explore the small museum. The artifacts range from the Stone Age to more recent centuries — ceramics, eyeglasses, keys, and even half a pair of scissors.

It’s a quiet reminder that human history isn’t just grand monuments. It’s the ordinary objects people leave behind.

🧭 If You Go: Practical Tips for Visiting America’s Stonehenge

📍 Location:
105 Haverhill Road, Salem, New Hampshire — just over the Massachusetts border, an easy day trip.

🚗 Parking:
There’s a small on‑site parking lot right at the visitor center. It’s free, and usually there’s plenty of space unless you’re visiting on a peak fall weekend.

💵 Admission:
Prices vary slightly by season, but expect something around:

  • Adults: about $15
  • Seniors: discounted
  • Kids: reduced rate

Check their website before you go for the most current info.

⏰ Hours:
Open year‑round, with hours shifting seasonally. Winter visits can mean snowy or muddy trails.

🥾 Terrain:
The paths are wooded and uneven — not difficult, but definitely “forest floor.” Wear sturdy shoes.

🕒 Time Needed:
Plan for 1–2 hours depending on how deeply you explore.

🏛️ Visitor Center:
The museum is small but worth a look for context and artifacts.

🐕 Pets:
Leashed dogs are welcome on the grounds.

🌞 Best Time to Visit:
Late spring through fall offers the most comfortable weather, and the solstice markers are especially fun to see around June.

🧭 Be Your Own Indiana Jones

A visit to America’s Stonehenge is a chance to let your imagination roam. You can be your own Indiana Jones for the day — minus the rolling boulders and snakes, thankfully.

Whether you come for the archaeology, the mystery, or simply the peaceful walk through the woods, this quirky New Hampshire site offers a little something for every curious soul.