Vegetable Day

Today is Vegetable Day. It is never a set date on the calendar but occurs somewhat randomly, although with purpose. I know some of you are familiar with it whereas others are not (you listening, Mel? Teechur? :P ).

It goes like this: It tends to occur following a Large Influx of Busy Days. This week, for instance, Wednesday was "Birthday in Seattle Day", Thursday was "Go to Renton Turkey Day", Friday was "Hurry Up & Get Your Butt Down Past Puyallup Because One of Your Idaho Cousins Is Only In Town For The Day" Day. Hence today is Vegetable Day.

Now Vegetable Day does not require the consumption of vegetables (although after the last 3 days of consumption it would be better if it did). It starts with.... sleeping in. WAY in. So "in" that Nutter Butter is threatening to drag you out of bed by chomping onto your hair & pulling hard just so she can have some breakfast (oops, lunch) "in". So you finally get up before your scalp suffers grievous harm, feed & pill the critters, turn the dogs loose on the backyard, & plunk yourself down in front of your new computer. Oh, and have a piece of birthday cake for breakfast. With diet Coke. And start burning Christmas CDs onto your 'puter & singing along (who can resist?). Then, a true Vegetable Day devotee ignores the dishes, laundry, vacuum cleaner & bills until it's dark. At least dark, if not out & out nighttime. And let the dogs in & out, in & out, as they give their best impressions of indecisive cats. And such is the celebration known as Vegetable Day.

Amen.

hmm, what a shock

Quiet Girl


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New Serenity Prayer

Lord,
Grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had to kill because they pissed me off.
Amen.

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adorable, but a little out there. It's alright,
you might not have it all, but there are worse

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that ohgawdnotagain sensation

Thank heavens Jackson ate half his dinner tonight!! He must have slipped outside or something Thurs night, bcz he was a hurting unit -- could barely put any weight on his RH leg. He already has pretty hefty arthritis and he's 14...well some of you know the drill. Figured all I could do was give him heavier pain meds & a little time to see if it helped. (So yes, I was a total emotional wreck -- not sure if this was "it"...not so much that I was anticipating the worse (at which I excel) but it just opened up the whole grief/pain/ohgawdnotagain thing.) Problem was the Torb gorked him out (he HATES being gorked), so I couldn't tell if his tail-between-the-legs/won't eat/both legs going out was hips or gorkiness. Heh after 2 doses I promised him NO MORE TORB, gave him 1/2 a tylenol/codeine & went to bed. Good news is he's "back" somewhat today. Can tell he's still not up to snuff in his hips, but he can at least bear weight & he's wagging his tail again. Plus he ate half his dinner...which was the final hurdle (well at least for today). So here's hoping. (And yes losing him will be tough, but at least he'll be going to the 2 people that meant the world to him & he'll be so happy...that helps.) (But heaven help the cats...Peter will be looking for a new playmate!)

Oops, forgot to warn you to grab kleenex, huh? LOL.

AAUUGGHHHHH!!!!!

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Right here, right now, I hereby apologize for all of us Christians who are not war-mongering, homophobic, mysogynistic, tunnel-visioned, closed-minded, pretty much just xenophobic in general, freaking IDIOTS.

(deep breath)

grief sucks

Heh, blunt & to the point.

Finally geared up enough to finish emptying out my parents' travel trailer. It's amazing how many ways there are for that proverbial knife to twist. Today I came across a lot of the stuff I remember so well from all our camping trips over the years. The hurting part of me wants to hold on to it (after all I will camp again someday), but I know that by donating the pots & pans (& don't forget those funky tupperware dishes) someone somewhere will gain back a little dignity. And my folks would like that.

So I sit here a little shaky. That may very well be all I'm able to accomplish today, but that's okay. (Yeah my brain is screaming at me, "no that's not okay!" but I'm slooowly learning to ignore it when it goes off like that. Silly brain.) So for now I think I'll go get me some snuggle cat therapy...the perfect solution for just about every problem.

Hellooooooo

Well, when the op-ed column doesn't come to you, it's time for you to go to it. Being in a somewhat transitional period in my life (hah!) I thought it might be time to join my creative friends in the blogosphere. (Mind you, most of them are the artsy-creative type...guess I'll balance them out a bit.)

Be prepared for an eclectic mix! muah-hah-hah-hahhh