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Oh jeez… So I see that it’s been nearly two months since I last posted. I can’t believe it’s been that long. I could make a lot of excuses about why, but I think the thing that best illustrates how busy I’ve been is that I moved into my new apartment a few days before that last post, and I still haven’t finished unpacking! Yikes!
So, here are some other things I’ve been up to…
1. I am so amused by this. It totally reminds me of my old job, and the kids I worked with there.
2. I’ve been to Colorado, Nevada, and Utah (twice). I’ve taken lots of pictures; I just need to unpack the CD of drivers for my camera so I can upload them!
3. I survived total craziness. Seriously, that thing went right past my apartment! Some of the worst damage is just 3 or so blocks from my house. Here’s a map of the path. See that “10″ in a white circle–the one under where it says “Highland Ave NE”? Yeah, that’s exactly where my apartment is.
4. I updated my 101 in 1001 list, just a little. The only thing I’ve really accomplished is that I bought a DVD player. I decided that I wanted to watch all of Sex and the City on DVD prior to the movie coming out in May. I’m about halfway done!
5. I just went to Bryce Canyon, which inspired me to write again, so I have a post waiting the wings, but I think it needs photos! I also won $100 at the casinos in Vegas on the same trip… It was awesome.
Ok, I’ll post more soon… But first I have to do my taxes!
Scraping in just before midnight here… Woot, first day of NaBloPoMo, and I nearly miss it, what with the internets being on the fritz here at home. Luckily I got it working with enough time left to post this gem…
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Ok, so maybe you knew already, and maybe you didn’t but I am a crazy cat lady. I tried not to be. First, I wanted a puppy. But my work and life schedules did not converge in such a way that made getting a puppy conducive. So I decided to get a cat instead, because cats can take themselves to the potty and can be trusted not to gulp down a week’s worth of food in 10 minutes. But still, I would not be a crazy cat lady. I would not refer to myself as my cat’s “mom” as so many do. I would not sing songs or make up ridiculous nicknames for him. I would not take a million pictures of him. I would not have long conversations at work about him.
Well, my dad started referring to Sake as “his grandcat” right off the bat, which was a little disturbing, but also made it almost obligatory to refer to myself as Sake’s mommy. And while I still don’t sing* to him (like K over at She Walks wrote about in this recent post), I make up a ton of ridiculous nicknames for him. I realize this is common, now, after reading the comments section of K’s post. Seriously, it’s just like verbal diahrrea. So for your enjoyment, a (by no means definitive) list of the nicknames for my cat, Sake:
Sake-bomb (of course)
Sock-sock
Sockster
Sake-Bizzy-Bomb
Measer
Sweet Pea
Punkin
Punkinhead
Punkin Pie
Meazy Peezy
Meazy Peezy Puddin and Pie
and (when he poops where he isn’t supposed** to) Shitty Kitty
Yeah, I am a total loser. Sigh.
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*Out loud. I did realize the other night that I was singing a song in my head to the tune of “Psycho Killer” by the Talking Heads. It goes like this: “Psycho Kitty, Qu’est-ce que c’est? Fa fa fa fa fa fa…”
**Like in the laundry basket full of clean clothes. Or right in front of his litter box. Literally 3 inches from the opening to his box. WTF is up with that, really?
