Buffy was my cat growing up. He was a furry mess, and was always throwing up hair balls. In the summer we usually shaved him though, so he looked like this.
Anyway we got him in 1990 and he lived until 2003, so he was just a fixture of my youth. He was such a fun cat. He loved to crouch down behind corners and then jump out at us. I think our foreign exchange student was terrified of him. He would also meow from the rooms he was forbidden to be in (formal living room) so we would chase him out.
Life was good for Buffycat until my mom decided she wanted to redo the house. Having pets is hard on the carpet-- hairballs. Anyway, when they decided to redo the house, my mom said a little prayer. Now I don't really believe in a God, but somethings really make me wonder. My mom prayed that if Buffy was going to die soon, then before redecorating would be best. Keep in mind he was starting to get old and his health was failing, but was still running around being a cat. This just happened to be a few days before Bill was planning to meet my parents for the first time.
Poor Bill was terrified enough as it was to meet my parents, but then as he walked in the door of my parent's house I handed him my poor dying cat. He wasn't really moving, his eyes were sunken into his head, and his fur was just hanging off of him. Bill had worked in a veterinary clinic in Mexico the summer before, so I figured he'd be able to shed some light on the situation. He looked into his eyes, felt his skins, asked about his symptoms, and determined he was probably suffering from kidney failure. My parents took Buffy to the vet (who concurred) the next day and he was put to sleep.
That wasn't the end of our dear Buffy though. Every year at Christmas "Angel Buffy" gives us gifts. His birthday was always a special time too, it seems the end of January just needs a party, you know. So Angel Buffy, I hope you had a nice day!
I don't know about where everyone else lives, but at my house there is a really high correlation between high winds and garbage day. I'm serious! When the winds are high enough, the lids get blown open or the whole thing gets blown over. Then the wind is blowing garbage down the street. It happens almost every single week too!
Now usually I wait until the morning to put my bins out, but that means I miss the garbage truck. I'm not a morning person, and the garbage man is sometimes. He's usually early on the weeks when I'm really needing mine emptied. I have to move my car out of the garage to get the bins out of the garage, so there's just no way to make it in time when I hear the truck coming up the street.
Now tonight I have a dilemma. The wind is howling, and it's been 3 weeks since I took my bins out. I think I'm going to try a little experiment though. I'll point my cans just outside the garage, so their somewhat sheltered from the wind. That way, when I hear the garbage truck coming up the street I'll have time to book it outside and take them to the curb.
Wish me luck!
Now usually I wait until the morning to put my bins out, but that means I miss the garbage truck. I'm not a morning person, and the garbage man is sometimes. He's usually early on the weeks when I'm really needing mine emptied. I have to move my car out of the garage to get the bins out of the garage, so there's just no way to make it in time when I hear the truck coming up the street.
Now tonight I have a dilemma. The wind is howling, and it's been 3 weeks since I took my bins out. I think I'm going to try a little experiment though. I'll point my cans just outside the garage, so their somewhat sheltered from the wind. That way, when I hear the garbage truck coming up the street I'll have time to book it outside and take them to the curb.
Wish me luck!
I remember going years without getting a single cold, and now I feel like I'm just getting one after the other. I was seriously sick the entire fall semester, and now I'm coming down with cold number two this month. I'm starting to think it's my child's fault. She has friends after all, and her friends have siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles. Marilyn is also not so good at hand washing before she puts her hands near her face (is any 2 year old) and being the loving and doting mom I am, I give her lots of hugs and kisses and therefore infect myself.
So the question is, is it worth getting sick all the time to let her play with all of her little friends. Well, of course it is. She loves them to pieces. Today I had to drop something off at the post office. I don't normally visit, and the last time was over a month ago. While we were there some neighbors came in and she was happy to have a friend there. Well, today as we pulled up, she asked " Where's Ben?" Now I'm always amazed at how good her little memory is, and I didn't really know what to say, except, he's probably at his house. Oh she's so cute. Every morning she asks to go to the gym to play with her friends too. She's a social little thing that's for sure. I think she's a bit like her Aunt Megan actually, but hopefully a little less frilly. I don't think I can parent a frilly girl, but that's another topic entirely.
So the question is, is it worth getting sick all the time to let her play with all of her little friends. Well, of course it is. She loves them to pieces. Today I had to drop something off at the post office. I don't normally visit, and the last time was over a month ago. While we were there some neighbors came in and she was happy to have a friend there. Well, today as we pulled up, she asked " Where's Ben?" Now I'm always amazed at how good her little memory is, and I didn't really know what to say, except, he's probably at his house. Oh she's so cute. Every morning she asks to go to the gym to play with her friends too. She's a social little thing that's for sure. I think she's a bit like her Aunt Megan actually, but hopefully a little less frilly. I don't think I can parent a frilly girl, but that's another topic entirely.
While I was doing homework for a class today, I got distracted by the test at realage.com. I've been feeling old lately, so I was really excited to discover my real age is 21.4 years old! That was a really good age for me, so I'm glad to be back ;)
So, how old are you, really?
So, how old are you, really?
Where I don’t have work and Marilyn doesn’t have school, I think it’s hard for us to have a snow day, but I today qualified in my book. We woke up to over a foot of snow this morning, and I really tried my best to get the gym, but when I got stuck 10 feet out of my driveway, I decided it just wasn’t going to happen this morning.
I pulled back into the garage and sulked for a moment. Of course this is when Bill had to come tell me “I told you so”. Marilyn was laughing in the back though telling me I was funny. Or at least I think that’s what she was saying. It’s kinda hard to know sometimes with a two year old. I really should take some video of her saying “frog” sometime, that one is really quite hilarious.
Anyway, Marilyn and I went back into the house and made some German pancakes. I don’t know if this was a tradition for me growing up or not. I know it is what I made during college when classes were cancelled. I guess I could call my mom and ask if we had them when I was a kid, but I’m lazy. I do remember being one of the first people to find out about snow days though. My mom worked for the school district, so she was usually on the phone with the superintendent on the insanely snowy mornings discussing it. Once the decision was reached, I always loved being the one to call friends to share the good news.
Our pancakes were absolutely delicious.
They do look a little burnt, but I assure you they were perfect!
After breakfast we went out to play in the snow for a while. It wasn't that really wet snow you can mold into various shapes though, so no snow men or forts today. Marilyn definitely had her share of fun though, and of course it was tantrum central when it was time to come inside.
Then we hung out for a while and watched Mary Poppins. I noticed our toes weren't in the best shape, so we also did pedicures. She chose blue; she loves having pretty blue toes.
Now she's enjoying some coloring time and music. That reminds me, while we were taking a shower today, she just started singing to herself. She's never been much of a singer, but she will on occasion. She doesn't really know any songs, but she kept singing "E L G" over and over again. She was pouring water from one bottle to another, and it was just about the cutest thing I've ever seen. I desperately wanted a camera.
I pulled back into the garage and sulked for a moment. Of course this is when Bill had to come tell me “I told you so”. Marilyn was laughing in the back though telling me I was funny. Or at least I think that’s what she was saying. It’s kinda hard to know sometimes with a two year old. I really should take some video of her saying “frog” sometime, that one is really quite hilarious.
Anyway, Marilyn and I went back into the house and made some German pancakes. I don’t know if this was a tradition for me growing up or not. I know it is what I made during college when classes were cancelled. I guess I could call my mom and ask if we had them when I was a kid, but I’m lazy. I do remember being one of the first people to find out about snow days though. My mom worked for the school district, so she was usually on the phone with the superintendent on the insanely snowy mornings discussing it. Once the decision was reached, I always loved being the one to call friends to share the good news.
Our pancakes were absolutely delicious.
They do look a little burnt, but I assure you they were perfect!
After breakfast we went out to play in the snow for a while. It wasn't that really wet snow you can mold into various shapes though, so no snow men or forts today. Marilyn definitely had her share of fun though, and of course it was tantrum central when it was time to come inside.
Then we hung out for a while and watched Mary Poppins. I noticed our toes weren't in the best shape, so we also did pedicures. She chose blue; she loves having pretty blue toes.
Now she's enjoying some coloring time and music. That reminds me, while we were taking a shower today, she just started singing to herself. She's never been much of a singer, but she will on occasion. She doesn't really know any songs, but she kept singing "E L G" over and over again. She was pouring water from one bottle to another, and it was just about the cutest thing I've ever seen. I desperately wanted a camera.
That's right, and now my house is complete chaos. I just looked around my office, and I was shocked to see there are toys everywhere, stacks of books and papers. Downstairs the toys are out of control, the dishes are halfway done, and a rack from my oven is in the middle of the living room. I really wasn't home much today except during my designated study time, so I did absolutely nothing to the house today, and it shows. I swear, between my daughter and me, we can really make a mess! Poor Bill, he's working until the wee hours of the morning and gets to come home to a messy house.
I am having the hardest time journaling on layouts lately. I start coming up with ideas, but by the time I sit down at the computer they're gone. Hopefully I end up with some better journaling on this one. I'm always messing with layouts once they're "finished" I used Victoria Brown's new digital scrapbooking kit, Double Dutch, just released today. I recolored it slightly to match the decor of the room.
Maybe it's just me being my ADHD self, but I can never just sit down and write a post, if that's what I intend on doing. It's only when I'm in the middle of something much more important that I have the urge to write.
I'm now in my second week of my last semester of college. It sounds really strange to say that to myself. I feel like I've just been working on my education forever, and I guess I have been for most of my life. I still remember preschool like it was yesterday (well, some of it anyway), and it's kinda hard to believe that this is the end of that road. I don't know if I'm ready to move on, and in a way it's a little depressing that I'm just supposed to stop cramming knowledge in my head. I guess I'm the type of person who's always learning something new, but I guess from here on out it will be on my terms. I hope I don't start getting lazy.
I think I've come to terms with my liberal arts degree as well. At first it was definitely a decision (on a side note, I've been working on spelling the word "definitely" correctly for the past year now)I made because I didn't know what else to do. I'm someone who is interested in everything, but anytime I have to do something, it sort of takes the fun out of it. Maybe it's just that free spirit inside of me. Anyway, after I decided ceramics just wasn't the major for me, I picked something where I could just finish. I still don't have a clue what I want to do with myself when I "grow up", and I'm okay with that. I'll cross that bridge when I get there in a few months. Anyway, I've decided I just love what I'm studying-- it's so fun to see how different fields intertwine.
Well, I'm supposed to be studying right now, but I'm obviously not. I should get back to it. I was going to post some layouts, but they're on my hard drive that's attached to my laptop which is downstairs right now, and I'm on my desktop upstairs (oh, did I mention it's working again?) I'm sort of comfy in my chair right now, so I'll do that tomorrow if I feel like it. Oh, and I'm listening to eminem. I'm in one of those moods, just a little on the weird and tired side, but not really. Okay, I am a little. Goodnight my faithful blog readers, sweet dreams :)
I'm now in my second week of my last semester of college. It sounds really strange to say that to myself. I feel like I've just been working on my education forever, and I guess I have been for most of my life. I still remember preschool like it was yesterday (well, some of it anyway), and it's kinda hard to believe that this is the end of that road. I don't know if I'm ready to move on, and in a way it's a little depressing that I'm just supposed to stop cramming knowledge in my head. I guess I'm the type of person who's always learning something new, but I guess from here on out it will be on my terms. I hope I don't start getting lazy.
I think I've come to terms with my liberal arts degree as well. At first it was definitely a decision (on a side note, I've been working on spelling the word "definitely" correctly for the past year now)I made because I didn't know what else to do. I'm someone who is interested in everything, but anytime I have to do something, it sort of takes the fun out of it. Maybe it's just that free spirit inside of me. Anyway, after I decided ceramics just wasn't the major for me, I picked something where I could just finish. I still don't have a clue what I want to do with myself when I "grow up", and I'm okay with that. I'll cross that bridge when I get there in a few months. Anyway, I've decided I just love what I'm studying-- it's so fun to see how different fields intertwine.
Well, I'm supposed to be studying right now, but I'm obviously not. I should get back to it. I was going to post some layouts, but they're on my hard drive that's attached to my laptop which is downstairs right now, and I'm on my desktop upstairs (oh, did I mention it's working again?) I'm sort of comfy in my chair right now, so I'll do that tomorrow if I feel like it. Oh, and I'm listening to eminem. I'm in one of those moods, just a little on the weird and tired side, but not really. Okay, I am a little. Goodnight my faithful blog readers, sweet dreams :)
but I'm going to anyway. Today is the first day of the semester, and it's always stressful anyway, especially when professors don't have their classes all put together yet. Seriously, they expect me to live by their deadlines for the next 4 months. Is a syllabus too much to ask for.
My going to school motto is I'm too busy to procrastinate, and I just hate it when I'm forced into it by professors. Grrr.
Oh, and my hello seems to be acting weird, anyone else getting requests to reinstall? I can't get my desktop to start-up either. Yep, I'm just a little bit grumpy.
I am getting over the cold I came down with on Friday morning though, that's good. I'm also loving my morning work-outs. And, in case you were wondering, my potato bonsai is starting to bud a bit. Expect pictures soon.
My going to school motto is I'm too busy to procrastinate, and I just hate it when I'm forced into it by professors. Grrr.
Oh, and my hello seems to be acting weird, anyone else getting requests to reinstall? I can't get my desktop to start-up either. Yep, I'm just a little bit grumpy.
I am getting over the cold I came down with on Friday morning though, that's good. I'm also loving my morning work-outs. And, in case you were wondering, my potato bonsai is starting to bud a bit. Expect pictures soon.
I got a dreaded blue screen the other day, and ever since then, it's had a rough time starting up. I have no idea what it is this time, but I'm sure it probably has something to do with my overheating issues of a while back. If you haven't checked that the fans on your computer are all working lately, do that now! My computer has never been the same. It's 100% backed up right now though, so I guess if tragedy strikes, I'll still have all my info and a laptop.
I worked out today again. I'm not a very motivated person, so I really like classes. I've found it helps if I've got someone telling me what to do, and it's a lot harder to wimp out if everyone else is still going. I really hate working out though, even if I'm having fun, it's not really a good kind of fun. It's a necessary evil though, and at least by the time the summer rolls around I'll have the endurance to do some serious hiking with Marilyn. I love having endurance and being able to be super active, I just hate getting to that point I guess. It'd be nice if I could fit into my skinny jeans too, they're really cute and I haven't been able to wear them for a year.
My wonderful parents gave me a new camera for xmas, have I mentioned that? I'm loving it, the pictures are so much better than what I've been getting. I'm having a lot of fun in the manual settings especially. Of course, Marilyn has decided she no longer wants to be photographed, and it's tantrum central.
I worked out today again. I'm not a very motivated person, so I really like classes. I've found it helps if I've got someone telling me what to do, and it's a lot harder to wimp out if everyone else is still going. I really hate working out though, even if I'm having fun, it's not really a good kind of fun. It's a necessary evil though, and at least by the time the summer rolls around I'll have the endurance to do some serious hiking with Marilyn. I love having endurance and being able to be super active, I just hate getting to that point I guess. It'd be nice if I could fit into my skinny jeans too, they're really cute and I haven't been able to wear them for a year.
My wonderful parents gave me a new camera for xmas, have I mentioned that? I'm loving it, the pictures are so much better than what I've been getting. I'm having a lot of fun in the manual settings especially. Of course, Marilyn has decided she no longer wants to be photographed, and it's tantrum central.
