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Saturday, October 28, 2006


We have an annual Halloween party that we go to. Usually our best friend hosts it, but this year is a different friend. My husband and I will dress up, bring some food and go have some awesome fun! This year we are going as Satan and his wife. We don't always go as a team, sometimes he goes as one thing and I go as something different. But it was easier...and CHEAPER...to go as Satan and his bride. My husband went as Satan a few years ago. I have my daughters costumes here, so I can borrow hew witch dress and be Satan's wife pretty easily.

Will you attend a Halloween party? What will you go as?
Did you dress up last year?
What were you?


Thursday, October 26, 2006

I love my cat how much?

I love my cat, Buddy, $135 worth. That's how much I love him. He's been drooly since late Sunday. Tuesday I wrapped him in a towel and found a sore on his tongue. He was very lethargic, not eating much, not cleaning himself and VERY drooly. But on Wednesday he seemed to perk up a bit so I thought he was getting better. But today he was sleeping a lot, so I toweled him up again, I like my arms attached to my body, and his sore was worse.

I had to call about 4 vet clinics before I found one that could get him in today. I took him in this afternoon. Turns out kittens his age are sometimes susceptible to a virus that causes ulcers on their tongues. Poor baby! After a $55 office visit, and almost $80 worth of antibiotics and pain killers (there's tax on that shit!) he's very perky this evening. Almost like new!

He was a very good boy at the vet. I have a cat carrier in which I put a towel and his kitty (the lion beanie he likes to play with). He was silent in the car. I put him up front with me so I could talk to him more easily. In the office he pretty much stuck to me although he did get down and wander a bit. He didn't like the thermometer in his ear or the penecillin shot in his shoulders. But he only tried to escape, not bite or maim anyone.

I gave him some tuna when we got home. I guess the painkiller worked because he actually ate quite a bit of it. By this evening he was racing around playing with our newest cat Al (a month or two older than him) and bringing me bottle caps to play fetch with. I also have a few new scratches on my arm since he needed to show me was feeling better by trying to gnaw my hand off.

He starts the rest of his antibiotics tomorrow. I'll give another dose of painkiller before I head to bed tonight. I expect to have his furry, purring head butting into my face at 3am and 7am tomorrow morning. I'll give him smooches, pet him a bit, be very grateful he is feeling better and then hope to hell he goes away so I can go back to sleep. ;)

He's grandma's boy and worth every penny!

Repeats Already??

What's up with all the repeats on tv already? Both Law and Order spin offs, CSI, even Shark were repeats this week. Survivor wasn't actually a repeat, but it was a "catch up" kind of episode. There were only two new shows for me so far this week: Criminal Minds and Top Chef.

This blows. If its because of something stupid like baseball, I'll scream.
I can't wait for next week. All new shows again. I hope.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006


I don't remember the exact age group of "tweens" but my son is almost 10 and definitely should qualify for one. He's got the hormone surges...he gets pretty emotional sometimes. It doesn't help that he's always been a sensitive kid...aka...emotional. He seems just a little more likely to cry or yell at me than usual. Its such fun.

He hates school. I might have mentioned before that its hard most mornings to get happily out the door. At least we are getting out the door without tears most mornings this year. But now I get to hear "You're evil!", "You hate me!", "You just want me to get hit by a train!", "I should just kill myself!", "If this were a knife I would slash my throat with it!" (in reference to a spoon), "I don't love you!"

For the most part I try to treat these with humor. I figure if I give them too much importance he'll keep saying them. I don't laugh at him though. That only pisses him off more. And its disrespectful.

This morning he actually cried. But he also went to school. I didn't back down and I didn't bribe him. I finally ended up yelling at him to stop yelling at me. I know, I know...but I'm human and my sense of humor and patience only goes so far. He wanted me to apologize first. Um...I don't think so. "Why do you girls always want us to apologize first?" Say what!?! I don't know where he got that from. I told him that wasn't true and that I tell him I'm sorry when I need to, but this morning was not one of those times.

How will he be when I get him this afternoon? He'll be fine. Happy to see me and to be done with school. I might even get an apology.

I can't wait for him to outgrow this "I hate school thing." Unfortunately I don't think its going to happen...sigh...

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Quirky felines

As you may have figured out by now, I have cats. We've had plenty of cats over the years, but this current bunch are by far the most quirky of all. They definitely have their own personalities.

Cleo is the mildest. Her biggest thing is that she doesn't really meow. She mrowfs. She's not much of a lap cat any more but she purrs at the drop of a hat. She's a very attentive mom too.

Lily, our black cat, doesn't meow either. She mews like a kitten still. When she was younger she had a favorite yarn ball that she liked to play with. She'd bring it to me, I'd throw it across the room, being careful not to throw across my lap since she was usually in four wheel drive, and she'd run like hell to get it and bring it back. She's much too grown up for foolish games like that now. But she isn't too grown up to give up her binky. She likes to curl up in my lap and suck on one of her own nipples. Its about the only time she purrs too. She's very soft and very lovey but very strange.

Buddy is the baby. He's still in kill-everything-that-moves-mode. You know that phase they go through where they practice their killing skills? He's going to be a very good mouser if the number of scratches on my hands are any indication. LOL He's not much of a conversationalist though. He has a bottle cap fetish. Within five minutes of taking a cap off a bottle of pop, he's swiping it from me. Then we get to play fetch. He likes to drop it in the space between the cushion I'm sitting on and the one next to me. If I don't notice it, then he tries to dig it out himself. That usually grabs my attention. Its hard to ignore a set of claws stuck in your leg or butt. I started playing fetch with him as a way of defending myself. I throw it, he brings it back, I dig it out of the couch and throw it again. He will play this game for a very, very long time. He'll also play it with some of his other toys if he can't find a bottle cap. I don't know where they all end up. I figure one of these days when I move one of the couches I will discover a bajillion bottle caps under them.

All this leads me to ask: Do you have pets? What are they? Do they have any quirks?

Monday, October 02, 2006

Monday 10/02

This last weekend of football was a total loss...the Vikngs lost, the Seahawks lost and today the Packers lost! in case you haven't realized yet, I am the only one in my house who likes football enough to watch a full game. I have three favorite teams...and as you can tell, they all lost. ~raspberry~

Moving on to today. I applied for a part time cashiering position at Riteaid. I am really hoping that the manager feels the same as the two employees I talked to. They were understanding of the hours I desire. They apparently know what it is like to have kids and not want to work only to pay the babysitter. Cross your fingers for me. She is due back soon. I hope for an interview. I also hope that she will be willing to work with the hours I am available.

I have a question for you. What tv show do you watch that you are afraid to admit you watch?

I have quite a few shows I watch regularly. They include: Top Chef, Hell's Kitchen, Amazing Race, Survivor, Anthony Bourdain, Criminal Minds, Without A Trace, CSI (the original), What Not to Wear, Law and Order (and its 2 spin-offs) and Project Runway.

But at the end of last season I found myself with nothing to watch on a particular night. I filled it with...sigh...really big sigh...The Bachelor. :( Tonight, after the football game, there was nothing worth watching...so what did I watch? The season premiere of...you guessed it...The Bachelor Rome. ~blech~

I'm hoping for some new Tony Bourdain. Although I think his time slot is an hour too late. So much to the chagrin of my son I will probably be watching the bachelor make his picks.

I'm going to stop now, before I write my way into more shame and finish watching the original X-Men. My god, isn't Wolverine the most yummiest man-flesh you could fantasize about?