[for Sunday, Nov. 25] Phil’s mom brought Rylee to town today to check out the Enchanted Forest at the Pink Palace and, ultimately, to meet the big man in red himself, ol’ Santa Claus. We made our way dutifully through the twisting paths flanked by animatronic woodland creatures and elves, slowly (and creepily) cutting wood and even eating poison mushrooms. I was completely blown away by the gingerbread houses on display. Clearly, the people who…
I keep the bedroom doors shut (there are two: one from the living room and one from the room-that-has-no-function) at night so the cats don’t frolic and make noise above the downstairs neighbors’ bedroom so they can actually sleep like normal people. Just five minutes ago, the cats were climbing all over my computer chair while I sat here uploading photos. Then I heard a noise to my left, near the bedroom door. I looked…
[for Tuesday, Nov. 20] Just got back from the grocery. Picked up lots of salad ingredients and fruit and cheese (note: nothing cookable) to take to the parents’ Thursday. Sometimes I wonder if my mother feels like a failure for raising a daughter who can’t cook for shit. Well, she shouldn’t. That’s all on me. I hope my mom will be okay. She’s been fighting a stomach virus of some sort for four days now.…
And to think I could have just let nature take its course and then turned a profit on the bounty of kittens that would have followed. I know, I know. The world does not need more inbred kittens, no matter how cute they are. So these two smell like the vet clinic now. That’s weird. But they’re acting fine and not shunning me at all. Jack’s filling the gaping void left in his manhood with…
Just got a call from the vet — kudos to them, by the way, for calling with an update — that the kitties are now spayed (nine-minute surgery) and neutered (thirty-second surgery) and hopped up on kitty painkillers for recovery. I get to pick them up tomorrow after 10. Felix, meanwhile, has the run of the place. He’s getting to eat outside the cage and sleep wherever he wants without fear of being pounced. Actually,…
I’ve had to start feeding Felix in the cage (or hang around to watch him eat), because if I leave him unattended, the kitties — mostly Jack — move in and snarf up all his food. Because, you know, I never feed them and they are STARVING TO DEATH. Here’s how it usually happens: Decides he’d like ferret food for lunch. Makes an obvious move. Gets smacked away by human. Is full of resentment. Begins…
Jack’s pushing ten pounds and Sally has just eeked over six. Nov. 8 has been deemed the day they will get snipped so that we don’t end up with any (devastatingly adorable) inbred kittens. Project 365
I just drove 20 minutes in a hooptie with two mewling cats to the vet for booster shots, only to be informed when I got there that all the doctors had just left for their two-hour lunch breaks, and could I come back at 2? Um, no. Look, Universe, I know I’m not in charge, but that is some stupid shit. Make those doctors stagger their breaks, wouldja?
My internal clock has been jacked up since I got back from Hawaii. I’m sleeping in too long and staying up too late. This throws everything off. I haven’t been to the gym in three weeks, or the grocery in two. I’ve been really bad to myself lately. Drinking too much and eating lots of crap food. Not exercising. It’s catching up with me. My skin’s been in constant freakout mode. My brain has been…
I’m not sure there’s anything funnier than watching cats try to catch and hold a ping-pong ball. On hardwood floors. Obviously I need a new video camera. (And a life!)
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