the life and times of Me

We are slowly getting our stuff back, it sounds like tomorrow will be the big day. There will be bookcases and lots of other stuff I have been told. I am hoping for yarn, of course, and books.

In recent news Dot made a bold escape from the hotel room and remains at large, search parties are going out daily but if you see a rouge calico prowling around give Cyn a call.

Last week Cookie was missing, we assumed that he had succumbed to the allure of our second floor balcony and gone walkabout. We worried and looked for him but no Cookie. When we came home from doing laundry we found a sooty outline of a cat on our hearth and Cookie looking a little dingy. Turns out he was up the chimney. Plus we now have a clean flue, minus we had a very very dirty cat. He was not happy with the bath that followed.

Today my paycheck failed to appear for the second day in a row. This is not a happy thing. Called work, called the apartment and called the post office. No Joy, work can reissue my check on thursday and overnite it to me. once again I say Not happy. I had some not so evil plots I was using my money this week to finance, you know the kind involving chocolate? Hopefully it wil resolve itself soon.

when it rains

Behold the power of Puppy!

His name is Tank and he is absolutely adorable. I had forgotten how much energy babies have, He runs like crazy for a half hour and then takes an hours nap before getting up and running like crazy again. Oh the joys of being young.

last night on the way home I accidently ran over a curb and killed the car. It now only has drive, it 'drives' in reverse, it 'drives' in neutral and it 'drives' in park. :( very unhappy making for me who had plans to be back in our own place for Xmas and solvent. Looks like we will be staying longer then planned unless I suddenly get a brilliant idea to make everything better.

This morning I finnaly got some pictures taken of my knitting, just some but it is a start. I got plans, evil plans to get thos pictures up this week, I am tired of seeing the picture not available icon. Heck I might even post a couple of the pictures here.

Life and times of Temper

I just figured out links and pictures all in one fell swoop thanks to the Sexy Knitting blog. That means I can put pictures in my posts. wheeeeee!

I got lots of pictures and as a bonus I found a whole bunch of old journal entries I am not going to inflict on you. so all in all this was a good morning.

ok, I wrote this tuesday, but got distracted trying to decide what pictures and links I would use to show off my new skills. wed I had a dr appointment and thank god it did go better (he thinks I have an infected spit gland) and to top it off we have been busy. so here it is on friday and I am finally posting my pitiful entry.

So to close the week out friday sucks. Indra woke me up at 5:30 cause she had let Dell outside and forgotten to get him back and couldn't find him. I couldn't find him either, called animal control walked and drove around and finally went to work. life can suck sometimes.

Happy Happy joy joy

I was reading over my past couple days posts and I have realized I am an angsty, depressing person. And you know what I don't like that. Not sure I can change it but I certainly want to try.


I am thinking the fist step is pictures. Happy kitten pictures are always good and lord knows we have plenty of happy kittens at our house. Plus it gives me an excuse to play with the camera and kick Indra off the computer. Double bonus!


I also need to knit so I have knitting stuff to talk about and post cause the worst things about knitting are not getting the yarn you want, not having enough yarn, and having to frog. And since I like frogging (and Frog) that leaves me with stash issues and even yarn I don't have makes me happy cause well it is yarn! So knitting is an upbeat subject even when it isn't.


And lastly I need to talk about what I am doing and what is happening rather than what I am feeling. Cause major depression here! feelings are not usually a happy subject. On the other hand hanging with friends, playing with kittens, doing the hokey pokey, all happy fun things.


Aparently the happy me speaks valley girl, go figure.

The worst day ever!

One last post for the day. cause this is what started it all. Yesterday sucked! I mean really really sucked!

I woke up at 7:30 even though I had gone to bed about 2am. For me this is not good. Honestly any day that starts at 7:30 is on shaky ground.

After I had dithered around for an hour trying to pry my eyelids open I wondered into the bedroom and Indra woke up in an even worse mood then me. She yelled about the dog, the kittens, the pounding and the bird. She cried and panicked about not getting donuts. I stuffed some pills down her, put her back to bed and herded the animals out of the room.

At this point I am awake. Not happy but definitely conscious and functioning. So I turn to email. No money for the vet Rhonda says, check on Bindi reveals a vet visit in her future. So I call around, and then I call Rhonda, Vet visit approved and off I go.

Me and the kitten head to Petsmart, she is curled up under my chin cause she feels miserable. I am not much better and I realize half way there that while I managed to get a bra on I am wearing shorts and everyone is going to be subjected to my very white hairy legs. And I have not had breakfast. I am also trying to call the spice place about my messed up order and for the life of me can't remember my phone number, after three tries I finally get a message left. and I arrive at the vets.

They get me in quick enough and start adding things up and boy is it adding up. And then they throw in the Kicker. No matter what they do Bindi will have on going issues requiring constant medication and mucho dinero spent on medical care (including at least one surgery). This is bad. correction, this is VERY bad. Bindi is a foster kitten and she is now unadoptable, and very expensive, and not really fixable even if I had the money which I don't. I call Rhonda, she agrees, I double check with dr, He agrees. In the end I agree too. It was very very bad, and I cried, alot.

The poor receptionist didn't know what happened and when I went to wait for Rhonda to come pay he was all cheerful and perky. then he saw the bill, it was very awkward for him though I was to upset to really be more upset.

So now there are 5 graves in the back yard that I try not to think about too much.

And to cap it of I spent 5 hours at the Dentist numbed to my eyeballs while I got my teeth cleaned two cavities drilled and a root canal. They put a jaw block in my mouth to keep it open and afterwards (and during) my jaws ached so bad.

I really wish there was a way to make yesterday never happen.