For My Animal Loving Friends

"Play Date"

In need of new pictures of Nennee, and an excuse to see friends, I snatched up my little foster kitten Olive and headed off to Smithy's for a "play date" with her critter crew.

Well, Olive wasn't too thrilled, she pretty much jumped up on to a little desk that my purse was on and did not move from there our entire visit - not angry or upset or "unsocial", she just preferred to watch everyone from a place they couldn't really get to her. Silly girl ... well, at least she didn't eat anyone or bolt up the steps and under a bed never to be seen again.

In other news from the visit:
- the food was great (Suzie AKA Momma Cat agrees. She licked a lot of the sauce off of the gnocchis while we were in the living room)
- Smithy's foster bunnies are adorable. I took photos for her so she can post them for adoption. Spike who seemed great before and after with them did have one incident - I'm not sure who started it, but I walked in on one leaping, bouncing, attacking bunny and a spinning, nipping Spike. They promptly separated. I'm blame Spike, but this also happened to be the one bunny that Smithy said got "weird" when left out too long alone.
- Nennee is adorable. Absolutely adorable. What a brat ... but too cute!
- My feelings towards Smithy's two newest pets (Ben & Jerry - the rats) are still out. While I held them when I first met them and won't deny that they're pretty cute, one of them bit Smithy recently. She claimed mistaken identity and that it was her fault for giving them treats through the cage, but I don't buy it. Rats will not be the next pet I'm fawning over.

Pictures to come...

Today - Success

I'm going to consider tonight a success
- I did some working out
- Returned a LONG overdue phone call ... though I ended up just needing to leave a message anyway
- I made myself my salsa (along with a bag of steamed peas, that was my dinner tonight)
- instead of drinking and soaking in the hot tub, I'm making tea and setting up shop on the sofa to watch the Flyers play soon

...well, now that I think about it, I'm considering the whole day in general a good day (of course, this is if we completely ignore my Not Me! Monday moments)...
- I did NOT lock my dad out of the house or, say, stab the tractor wheel with a kitchen knife out of frustration when he wouldn't listen to me. I don't try to redirect him because it's fun - no, no, no, no! I try to redirect because he's say, like today, destroying the 200 feet of driveway we have to the road by digging it all up.
- I got some writing & reading done
- We sold the truck - and I did a good deed: my mom promised me a certain percentage for everything I helped sell online (fair, since this involved teaching myself some new lessons) and my good deed was knowing she's so stressed about money, I asked for less than half of what I was expecting and paid her back for a charge I put on her credit card in the process (I didn't have a credit card at the time and needed one to reserve some travel plans).
- Spoke with my aunt more about furthering my education

Now, let's just hope JVR stays out (love him, but want him fully recovered for the rest of the season as opposed to playing half assed tonight), Ray shuts down all the Devil shots that come his way, we ruin their damn winning streak and the Flyers win tonight before heading on the road. Ok, maybe I'm hoping for a good fight or two as well and not as many stupid penalties. Go Flyers!!!

Not Me! Monday

It was the fabulous (and famous) MckMama that started the idea of Not Me! Monday and today I find I need it, need it, need it.

As some of you might know, my dad is suffering from frontotemporal dementia ... well, he's not really suffering as much as it is making the rest of us suffer. I didn't lose my temper earlier. Not me! I didn't get the urge to chuck something at the back of his head when he told me "no" like some defiant three year old and than rode off on the tractor (he's not supposed to have keys to) into the woods. Not me! No, no, no. Not at all. I'm nothing but patient and understanding as I should be because this is not his fault. This is the disease.

I'm not avoiding writing and life by reading blog posts and browsing the internet - which includes repeatedly checking my email even though I'm not expecting anything and such. Not me! No way. Procrastination is not my middle name at all.

::sigh::

On another note, I normally do Meesh Mondays on tumblr for my sister (though I doubt she knows I even have the account). Here are the links to the posts I added just for her today:

<3 water

silly conversation

hindsight

I wrote this about a week ago and now I feel bad because that's not the case. A situation came up just like last week, only my friend wasn't stand offish or nervous (which I think comes off like her being stuck up) and yet the guy she was liking was still a completely confusing jerk - showing up, then leaving within several minutes and never even attempting to say hi or hold a conversation.

I thought last weekend could have gone differently. He was on 3 hours of sleep, beat, but he still came out and sat down with people that Mo knew. She could have gone over to say "Hi" and "I'm glad you decided to come out" or something - that's not going out of her way or being creepy, that's meeting halfway after he's made the effort to come out when he said he wasn't really up for it. Anyway, we were standing with a bunch of people he didn't know (guys too, for that matter), so I can see why he didn't approach us.

However, a few nights ago was completely different. For starters, I said hi and waved to him when I saw him. Since Mo was facing away from him, I figured I'd try to grab his attention for her - be friendly. Then, Mo said hi too and waved. Unlike last week, we weren't wandering around or talking to other people ... no, this time we were by ourselves with an empty table next to us. There is no reason this crazy analyzing mind of mine can come up with that he didn't come over for a damn conversation if he actually likes her or has any interest. Once again, he showed up, basically blew her off and left ... all within like 20 minutes or so again too. I don't get it! And, believe me, I've been thinking about it because I know how frustrated and stressed Mo is about this whole thing.

::sigh:: I think I just generally feel bad today from lack of sleep and the way this weekend went. I hate the swirling emotions that have been going on this weekend. Friday found me feeling upset and threatened and defensive and like I'd have to honestly fight someone ... or get one of the guys to toss that creep out for me. Last night ended up being not what I (or anyone, I think) was expecting, a random group and an early night. Plus the Flyers lost (caught the end of the game at the bar). Then my friend had to go and get defensive over a general conversation. I'm still all, I don't know, flustered about that no matter how much I've tried to brush it off. Not my fault she took a general comment of mine to be so personal. Not my fault I have a different opinion of things. We're both single now, so I don't know why she thinks her way of things are so much better than mine.

I'm going to go home, take a bath and maybe the rest of the day will make up for this whole weekend ... but I'm not counting on it. Hope I can shake this funk.

Oh I'm torn! Of course I'm going out for my friend's bday but I hate to miss watching the game too. Let's go Flyers!

I love these daily haikus

“if i take your hand
and lead you through this heartache
will you dance with me?” -Tyler Knott (website)

For some reason, this haiku also brings this conversation from earlier in the day to my mind too...

me: Well, I think I officially decided on DCrush - not that I get to pick but still
Mo: Haha
me: DCrush, well, I want to hold his hand and wrap myself up in him He's so cute
Mo: Aww

Sadly, no matter how much I look at him or how much Mo says he's looking my way, I still don't have his number and this is all torturous! I hate crushes. Hate them! What am I? 12?!

“If we meet in dreams,
if I can find you again
will you come to me?” -Tyler Knott (website)