10/30/03

So…sleepy. I think the uh, lack of sleep from vacation is catching up to me. Ugh, all I want to do is sleep. *pouts and sips coffee*

Yesterday when we got home from work hubby took Sara outside, as usual. I filled Sara’s bowl and poked through the mail. It took him an awful long time though so I ended up getting bored and letting the kittens out of their room. Hubby finally came back in and said Sara spotted George (our neighbor) and just had to go say hi. Hubby was talking to George and apparently George asked if all the kittens had homes yet. Hubby said no and George said that they really did kind of want one but said that they’re afraid to since they were getting older. Y’see, when Marie (George’s wife) came over she kind of said the same thing, apparently someone they knew had to be put into a nursing home and there was no one to care for the two cats the woman had. They’re afraid of the same problem with their pets. Now, this is a valid fear, but to me it’s silly to not enjoy animals just because you’re afraid of dying and leaving them. None of us are guaranteed a tomorrow so no matter what age you are there’s always a risk. I’ve made arrangements with my mom to take and/or find loving homes for our pets if anything happens to us. I really don’t want them to not take a kitten just because they’re afraid of it being left behind if anything happens to them. They never had kids and don’t seem to have any family around here so we are thinking of offering to care for their pets if anything happens to them. It’s an odd thing to approach, but they started the conversation and expressed their concerns to us about their current pets, even if they don’t take a kitten they seem to need the comfort of knowing their pets have a safe place if something happens. To me, animals are an important part of life and fearing the future is no reason not to enjoy them while you can.

So, speaking of the kittens. Last night, we were upstairs, I was reading on OD and hubby was on the phone with his dad. We hear this loud crash downstairs. I high-tailed it out of the office and down the stairs to find one of my favorite decorations in pieces on the dining room floor. I was shocked and angry and sad and just immediately burst into tears and sat down on the stairs. One of the kittens had been trying to climb my lace tablecloth and had pulled the tablecloth and the decoration right off the dining room table. It was a really nice candleholder that looked like a lamp, it was beautiful and was a wedding gift I just adored. I also had a little ceramic Siamese cat that was made to hook it’s paws over the edge of something and hang there. Well, I had that on the lamp, that was given to me by a woman I work with and I adored it too, it was old and she had found it at a flea market or a tag sale or something so I have no idea if I’ll be able to replace it, I’m going to check E-Bay. I’m not sure about the lamp either, we might have to check with the person that gave it to us to see where they got it, only the top of it is broken so we might be able to get a replacement.

We still haven’t taken pictures of the kittens and we haven’t put up our vacation pictures either, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow night, I don’t know. I have that rehearsal tonight with that band. My hubby showed me how to get to the school it’s at after work yesterday and he’s going to have to drive me there and pick me up afterall. It’s a little confusing so I’ll need his assistance a couple times until I get comfortable with the drive. I still hate driving in CT and I understand why now. Though traffic is hell in Tulsa there’s less aggressive drivers and less people on my ass. In Tulsa I’m an aggressive driver. Going 80 here I have people on my ass. I don’t like having people on my ass, that’s the one thing that really bothers me. Hubby and I lovingly refer to them as ass-magnets. You’ll notice when you move out of their way they immediately speed up and attach themselves to the ass of the next car in front of them, like they’re drawn to the ass of the next car ahead.

We’re going to go play some pool this weekend. Woohoo! We’re playing next Friday night with everyone from the help-desk here and it’s been sooooo long I hardly remember how to hold my cue, lol. I need some practice. 🙂 We used to play a lot, we even have our own cue’s but haven’t played in ages. I get kind of self conscious playing pool because of the way you have to lean over the table and stick your butt out. Well, I’ve got a big butt so I don’t really like sticking it out. Even when I’m at my ideal weight I’ve still got broad hips and a big butt, at my thinest I still wear a size 16. Ugh, and of course there’s a lot of guys that like big butt’s, ugh, I’ll never forget one time when I was at the gas station in Tulsa, I was wearing a leather skirt and a guy was all looking at my ass and asked if I wanted to come home with him. I just gave him a disgusted look and walked off. One good thing about being overweight is that I don’t get hit on like that anymore, ugh, I don’t miss that AT ALL. I might wimp out of going to play with the help-desk but at least it’ll be fun to play with just hubby this weekend. We go on like Sundays in the early afternoon when no one is there.

Anyway, the caffeine from my coffee is kicking in so I’m going to get some work done before the caffeine wears off! 🙂