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My cat and I are about to have a fight. It's a nice day, I have the screen door in place on the sliding glass door. Last summer, Bella, the indoor only cat, learned that she could get her claws in the screen and open it enough to get outside. And no, it's not one of those fancy screen doors with the latch. However, I just looked up and there is my cat parading across the backyard looking for a dirt pile to flop herself into. Luckily she obeys and immediately comes back inside. For a cat who doesn't like outside, the dirt is just too much of a temptation.
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It's kind of hard to type while the cat is draped over my arm dead asleep. She's like a little ragdoll. I can't even grab the camera so y'all can see how sad and pitiful this is. She's going to have to wake up soon because my leg is asleep though.
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There is a very good reason why I am not a furniture mover. It's a pain and I'm not spatially oriented enough to manover a bulky 3 x 5 x 3 object through a 36 inch-ish doorway.

Yep, that's the sucky part of buying close-out furniture. Along with three trips (as soon as I make it out the door) to pick up furniture and having to store it in the car until next week. I'm not looking forward to moving furniture out next week, but this couch is much more comfortable than the one furnished. Bella thinks so and I believe this will probably be one of her preferred spots when we are completely in the new house.

Then & Now

May. 9th, 2006 09:48 pm
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Because I'm in a nostalgic mood I'm posting pictures of my baby cat.

when Bella was sweet and adorable )
Evil Princess B )
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Bella has found a new spot to sleep in. The added bonus is that she can see the birds, the squirrels and the people out the window.

Bella explaining how unpleased she is with me. )
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It's around 1:30 PST and I should be in bed. Asleep. The cat would like for me to go to bed so she can play in peace. But I decided to make yogurt at midnight. That way it can incubate overnight and when I get up, I'll be able to put it in the fridge. I should check how dry the stain is on my door too. Maybe a load of dishes too. My goal is to be in bed by two.
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The holidays are doing me in. I completely understand why my dad wanted to cancel Christmas every year. I am sick of shopping. I am tired of trying to find an inspired gift or having an inspired gift idea and the item is out of stock and won't be available until January. I think the final straw is the fact that everywhere I go, the holiday spirit is non-existent and people are just plain rude and mean. Today, after coming back from dropping RTL off at the BART, some woman in the car behind me honked at me because I stopped at a stop sign. I'm not sure why the stop sign is there, but it is and it was 8 o'clock in the morning and there are little kids walking to school, so I stopped. And she honked. I stayed at that stop sign an extra few seconds because I'm tired of being bullied by people who are in a hurry.

I know that I personally have done a few things in disregard of others around me. I'm trying to be good and patient. Yet it seems that everyone else isn't trying at all.

And the dog! Either the dog is going to kill me or I'm going to kill the dog. Dexter decided that eating a bag of chocolate chips last night was the thing to do. No lectures on dogs and chocolate not mixing, I still haven't figured out how he got the bag. Not much sleep last night because of him feeling bad. I just wish he could learn his lesson. At least the cat isn't climbing the tree.

I've kicked the dog out of the house for the day. I'm going to clean my house and wash clothes and put myself back into a peaceful state of mind. I need to do a little shopping for RTL's stocking. I'll do that later after I'm regain my peace. And if anybody else is ready to give the holidays the finger, please feel free to rant and steam.

15 days until January 1, 2006
and only 373 days shopping days until Christmas 2006!
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This is a photo re-inactment.

This is the Bear and Wally. The Bear is Bella's plaything. Wally does not belong to her.

This is Bella caught in the act.

Live footage

I wondered why there were elephants bounding up and down the hallway.
Bella has once again stolen a small furry stuffed thing. She seems to like the forbidden ones.
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Dog and Cat boarding or sick baby day care. Hell, let's just throw them all in together. I guarantee profit in the first year.

This is why I hate waiting until the last minute to make plans to go places. I can find a place for the cat to stay, but I can't find anywhere within a 50 mile radius for the dog (who needs it the most) to stay. This is ridiculous. No lectures on pre-planning for the holidays. I just can't figure out what someone would do in case of an emergency for finding kennel options for their pets.

Sick baby day care is because we have several friends with relatively new babies who are having issues with sick baby day care. The agencies that do this charge an interview fee, then you pay the person who babysits $16/hour PLUS a fee to the agency for providing the person. Just so that you can go back to work when your baby is still too sick for regular daycare, but not sick enough to need the parent to stay home.

Back to the kennel search.
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I've done most of my last minute errands before I leave.
Went to the drugstore and stocked up on travel items. I love tiny bottles and tubes of everything! It's so much fun.

Dexter has been ready to go to the kennel since this morning. I had to trick the cat out from under the bed. Poor thing thinks she's being abandoned again. I would love to be able to leave her at home by herself, but that's just asking for trouble. It breaks my heart to take them to the kennel though. Dexter loves it because he gets to play. Bella just takes every opportunity to escape. I don't know what I'm going to do when I have kids and need a babysitter. It won't be the kids crying because mommy is leaving, it will be mommy boo-hooing.

And lucky me that I took them to the kennel when I did. I was gone about 40 minutes. When I got back, I started having a little freak out because I thought the tree in front of the house had fallen. Well, a tree did fall, but it was the tree in front of the neighbors house. It fell where I had the car parked earlier! I was thanking my lucky stars that I left when I did because it would have been me and/or the car that got hit instead of the sidewalk.

I need to pack and get my backpack together. I still need to email Patty a few last minute stuff. And I need to check the final nail polish color. I need to make a list.
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It's 10 a.m. and I'm ready to go back to bed. That seems to be standard for Monday mornings though. I thought that I was going to get a little sneaky early morning nap in before I started my work for the day, but I heard my mobile ringing. Most likely not for me since I'm still getting calls for the person who previously had my number three years ago. However, instead of ignoring the ring, I answered it. Surprise! it really was for me! My friend Babs from Virginia. She got engaged over the weekend! Yay!

All that reminds me that I need to finish catching up on my correspondence. I've got emails that have been sitting in my inbox, read but not replied. I did manage to write a few letters this weekend AND actually mail them. I might have even gotten a birthday card for my friend Dave out in time to make it before his birthday.

I've got a sad little cat draped across my arm making typing a little difficult. I'll try this typing thing later when I'm not so encumbered.
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Bella really believes that no one knows she's behind the bathroom door.


Busy Day

Sep. 30th, 2005 06:19 pm
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I've finally finished washing all the sheets, blankets, pillows, towels and anything else that wasn't nailed down or too big to fit in the washer.

I also finally figured out where the lint trap is on my washer. I bought one of the washer/dryer combos - more out of space necessity than that's the one I had to have. I really do like it, but for weeks I've been wondering "where does all the lint go?" It can't all go down the drain. It's also a ventless dryer so basically it evaporates the water from your clothes rather than heating them up to dry them out. I read through the manual front to back, even the Spanish section in case I missed something in English. If you take into consideration that my Spanish SUCKS, then you understand that I was grasping at straws.

Today I found the lint catcher thingy. I heard the washer ding ding ding-ing at me that something was wrong. I thought that the load was probably off balance, so I went to go readjust. NO! I had a different error code. I grabbed the useless manual and turned to the error code troubleshooting section - check for bent section of drain hose or clean out drain filter. There's a drain filter? I check the hose - no kink. I flip through the manual to find where to access the drain filter. That's what that little square box on the front is for. I pry it open like it says and voilÄ! the drain filter. I followed the directions and pulled out basically a wad of dog and cat hair. No wonder the drain was clogged. Now that I've found this secret compartment, I will be cleaning it on a regular basis.

I also freaked the bejeebers out of myself cleaning out that filter. When I unscrewed the filter, water came pouring out into the floor. I grabbed a towel to wipe up the mess, wiping under the washer in the process. I pushed a black many legged thing, that looked dead, out from under the edge of the washer. I eeked, left the laundry room to go run around the house "ewwwwwww" ing and to find a shoe to make sure it was dead. You know those little black spider rings that people give out at Halloween? Yes, under the washer is where Bella left this one. She is happily playing with it now. I'm sure I'll wake up in the middle of the night with it dropped into my hand when she decides it time to play fetch.

The dog and I made a much needed trip to the vet. All of his shots are updated and he is legal to be in Berkeley. More importantly he has a place to stay while we're gone. We go to a teaching vet clinic, so Dexter gets to be a teaching dog while we're gone. I think he's excited about this because everybody gives him cookies and kisses.

Other than an exciting trip to the library and a jaunt to get dinner, the rest of my day has been uneventful. I still need to vacuum and mop all the floors. Yuck, housework.


Sep. 13th, 2005 11:17 am
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It's cold here today. It was nice and warm yesterday. Blast those artic breezes!

Dexter is curled up in his bed sleeping. I put his sweater on because he was shivering. Bella has found a nest of warm clean clothes. A bit disturbed since I'm cleaning while she gets her beauty sleep.

I did some birthday shopping for the nieces and nephews. Jacob turns two on Friday, so I bought him a Veggie Tales collection of silly songs. DVDs were a suggestion from Grandma. His mom and dad bought a portable dvd player to keep him entertained in the car and in church a few months ago. Apparently, they now realize that his choice of entertainment is not exactly church appropriate. He LOVES The Wiggles, but embarrassing for mom and dad. *aunt giggles helplessly* Thus Veggie Tales will now teach him silly songs to sing in church. Britt turns nine today, so a gift certificate was in order so she can go pick out what she wants. So many birthdays in September. Mom Patty is going down under. I should send a card to Christy at least. I still need to find something fun and exciting for my brother. And I think we are probably going to put together a box of Slim Jim's, Kool Aid and goodies for RTL's brother.

Which leads me to another question, what is dry body wash? I know what dry shampoo is, but I've never heard of dry body wash. If anyone has an idea, please clue me in so I know what to look for.

I am cleaning house today. I can't stand the mess anymore. Too many projects and not enough time. I'd love to hire someone to come clean the house top to bottom just once. RTL asked me last night if I would be ready if Martha showed up at the door unexpectedly. Any other day, i'd be ready, but obviously not today.

Off to scrub.
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This is my early morning rant before I buckle down to finish RTL's file.

First, I'm sure that the flames that started around her feet are licking closer to the top of her head. She's stressing me out because I can't have it all done yesterday. And criticized because I'm looking at each record an average of 30 seconds. I'm biting my tongue because what I want to say is "well, if you don't like how I'm doing it, then do it yourself". But I'm nice and it pays property taxes. ARRRRRGGGGGGGGG!

Add a little repetitive motion strain to that and it looks like it going to be a long day.

I think it's going to rain.

I had trouble eating my cereal because the cat was in my lap trying to put her face in the bowl. I knew I should have used soy milk this morning.

And finally, I HATE fat days. The scale says - "wow! the exercise is working well." The mirror says - "You go girl! Apples really are the secret." The clothes on the other hand say - "What in the hell have you been shoving down you throat?" But what's screwed up is that these are the clothes that fit now, and the too big clothes, they are too big! I hate fat days.

I wish it were Friday already.


Jun. 21st, 2005 02:05 pm
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I haven't listened to JLC in about a week and I'm suffering from withdrawal. I'll have to make my smart playlist even smarter than it already is when I stop listening to my 80's flashback - all day and all night.

Been out doing errands this morning. Had to be up at the crack of still dark out this morning. RTL had to catch an early morning flight to Redmond, again. I'm thinking that Redmond should just be moved south a few miles. It would make it a lot easier for me to avoid early morning NPR wake up calls.

Then off to the floor store to return the floor samples we borrowed over the weekend. We had all the hardwood floors refinished before we moved into the house, but we didn't/haven't done anything to the floors that were tiled or the closet floors. We were considering installing some in floor heating for the bathrooms, but have since discovered cork flooring. So I think we've narrowed it down to cork tiles for the bathrooms, closets, and pantry.

And I went into the new Target that is closer to the house. OH MY GOODNESS! It's beautiful! Two floors and clean and not junky and it's very Berkeley.

Haven't been to the grocery store for people food or the pet store for Bella food. I'll get around to that eventually. I've got access to the car for the next couple of days to make running errands less of a hassle.

I've put on my junky clothes so that I can implement phase 6 of the juniper attack. Sounds like a B horror movie from the 50's.

The dog has been relegated to the back porch today. No cozy inside bed sleeping for him. Besides the toilet paper, digging through RTL's workbag for paper scraps, and the copious amounts of other mischief he finds; today he figured out a way to reach his treat bag in the pantry, ripped through the plastic baggie and ate what I believe to be approximately half of the treats in the bag. Not sure if the cat aided and abetted in the crime, but I believe that climbing the litter box was part of the plan.

Taking a break from RTL's freelance work briefly to do all of this. Let's consider though that I sat in front of the computer for about 13 hours straight yesterday to finish phase 1 of the task because RTL's freaking out about getting it done. Yes, I am having that moment when I want to ask "if we didn't live together would you be breathing down my neck like this?" I am semi-regretting that I agreed to help out. I keep reminding myself that it pays property taxes for the year.
Also taking a few moments so that the maid, dishwasher, laundress and gardener can get some work done around the house. They forgot to show up this weekend, so I had to giggle a little (OK, I laughed so much that I almost got the hiccups) when RTL couldn't find the clean clothes she wanted this morning. But the mess is driving me crazy, so I think some cleaning up is in order.
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Why do I have a 22 minute and 44 second version of Whipping Post performed by the Allman Brothers?
I have so much stuff in my iTunes library that I put iTunes on party shuffle. That way I hear something other than what I listen to all the time i.e. Jump Little Children.
Great I thought, until I realized that I had been listening to Whipping Post for approximately 20 minutes already.
And already knew the other problem was RTL's fetish for audiobooks and the obscene amount of holiday music we have that I have to watch out for in party shuffle mode, but 20 minute songs?

Speaking of JLC, I just downloaded their new album. Be proud of me though because I haven't listened to it enough to memorize all the words yet.

Let's compare points in the I've been a good friend vs the I'm a slacker as a friend competitions
Good friend points - 2
Slacker friend points - 10

Been planning to call F for how long now? And have I? Have I thought about it? Yeah, everytime it's about 11 p.m. EST. But I made sure that RTL and I called K & F in Ireland before it got too late. Slacker friend points galore there.
Still haven't bought birthday gifts for 3 people, still haven't done wedding gifts for 1 person, and still trying to finish 2 baby shower gifts plus got another one coming up.
Oh yeah, I forgot about the graduation gift and lets add 2 more birthday gifts that go into a package for Ireland that I've been meaning to send since January.
Just call me Slacker Girl!
I plan to clear this up this week while RTL is in Redmond. Wish me luck.

Oooooh, I have some fun movies from RTL's little sister that I should post. We got the dvd in the mail on Saturday and I laughed my head off. Although MB might send evil thoughts my way if I do. I'll have to ask first.

I love Netflix.
I hope there is a Netflix in Europe.
I love Netflix.

Why is my dog afraid of my cat? He's four times as big as she is. She loves him. But the sight of her strikes fear in poor Dexter.

I think I'm avoiding other stuff right now which is why this post is so schizophrenic. I'm going to go take a breather and finish up some emails instead.

Good friend points - 2
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As Bella and I sit here in our early morning ritual - me in front of the computer checking email from every single account known to man and Bella lounged in my lap for her early morning nap - I discover that I've been found out. Thoughts about this - yay! and now I have to make sure I spell everything correctly. Oh, the drama!
No, not really that much drama, but it sort of explains why it took me 2 months to actually write something.

It does still feel a little weird to write in an open kind of forum. But even weirder to type thoughts. I think I may like ink and paper better. But I think my problem this morning is that I'm not feeling very creative or witty considering that I really need to get started on my To Do list.

Still reading - The Secret Life of Bees
Music obsession - music from 86- 91-ish
TV show - Why does summer programming suck so much? Thank goodness for DVRs and DVDs.


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