A cat by any other name...

My cat's name is Cole. I didn't name him. The previous owners gave him that name, although it was probably Coal, because he's all black. I didn't change his name - I figured he was used to it and I didn't want to confuse him. I considered spelling it Kohl, but thought it might be pretentious.
Over the years he developed other names... He's been Mr. Cole Black or just Mr.Black. Husband calls him Cole Dawg, which is often shortened to CD. When he's taking care of business he's CDI (Cole Dawg International, because yo, he's worldwide.) He's my Pal. Palomine. Palomine Lotion. Pally. Pally Dude. Dude. Doodle Dawg. My Little Buddy. Buddy. Bud. Budder. Budder McGee. BudderNut. BudderNut Squash. Budreaux. He rolls on the floor twisting back and forth--- resulting in Mr. Twister , then Twister or Twisterman. He's my Best Boy and he's always a Good Boy even when he's Trouble.

Xmas panic?

I need to do a good general housecleaning in preparation for holiday entertaining- so what have I done? I emptied and rearranged the linen closet. Sorted through the basket of menus and other miscellany in the kitchen. I just considered going through the nearly overflowing drawer in my nightstand... Huh? These are not things that guests or even my husband would notice! What is going on in my head?