This is Pig Husband-town and John Edwards is the mayor!!! Not that many years ago, I really, really didn’t care much for cats. Other people had them, they were just kind of there and usually made me sneeze. I tried to stay away from them as much as possible. Then over Labor Day weekend in 2002 my dad and I went to visit his family in Indiana and The Boy stayed home to skateboard and ended up breaking his ankle. He had to have an air cast for several weeks and needed surgery. Needless to say, he was immobilized for quite some time. If you have ever met him, you know he’s got a bad case of ADD and cannot sit still, so the fact that he had to lay in bed for weeks with his leg elevated was torture. Feeling sorry for him, my mom agreed he could have a kitten. Once I got a look a this kitten I was in love. We named her Karma, and she’s totally my cat now. Here she is in her natural state, napping and relaxing:
Then in Christmas of 2002 we got another cat (one just wasn’t enough) that we named Zen. He was all black and very chill. He just sat and observed as if he was sizing us up or possibly doing some sort of kitty meditation. He loved to be petted as long as you didn’t try to pick him up and carry him around. He begged like a dog for milk, buttered toast and bar-b-q potato chips. It took a few weeks for he and Karma to warm up to each other, but once they did, they were inseparable. Sadly, in January of 2006, he passed away. We aren’t sure what happened, but based on his symptoms the vet thought it may have been a cancerous tumor. He was only 4 ½ years old and we still miss him, he was the coolest!!
It's a really good thing that I have family, friends and a fiance to keep me busy, othewise, I'd totally be the crazy cat lady with 47 cats!!
Just a little weekend re-cap: I didn’t have to work on Friday (yippie), so I had lunch with Linda, Crystal, my friend Laura (and also Linda’s sister), and Laura’s 8 month old son Dylan. He’s so darn cute!! We ate at Outback and then I ran some errands. Later that evening Ray (the fiance) and I went to dinner and hit the bookstore. He had to be in bed early so he could get up for work at 6:00 a.m. on Saturday!
On Saturday, I went shopping with The Boy (my little bro) at Wal Mart. A few weeks ago he announced that he was moving out of our parents house and in with 2 of his friends. He talked about this in the past, so I wasn’t entirely sure it would happen. Surprisingly, last Sunday he picked up a U-Haul van and moved his stuff 3 blocks away. All week he had been making a list of stuff he’ll need at his new place so on Saturday we headed to Wally World to execute the list. He was mesmerised by my vast knowledge of all things shopping and our trip was successful!! On Saturday evening, Ray and I went to dinner with Linda & Mark to celebrate Ray’s birthday. We had tasty steaks and my baked sweet potato was the size of a bowling ball!!
On Sunday, I didn’t even leave the house!! Most people that know me know how I love to sleep in, so I got up late, hung around the house, painted my nails, watched some TV, ate dinner with the fam and did some laundry. I was shocked by how chilly it was outside considering it’s August. Down the toilet with Al Gore’s theory of global warming, huh?
Here’s a pic of my betrothed and I having birthday cake:
Alright, so Linda sucked me in and now I have a blog!! She even named it for me, she's very clever!
I'll start with a few random things have happened to me recently:
1. I'm in the process of starting to plan my wedding. I'm waiting to get the pricing from the place I'd like to have the reception. They have the 2008 pricing, but due to the fluctuating cost of everything from gas to lemons she doesn't have pricing for 2009 yet. Linda & I met with the lady (Mary Jo) and took a tour. Then several weeks went by and I didn't call her & she didn't call me. I was ok with this since I didn't actually know how much anything would cost yet. Apparently Linda was not ok with this. Here's how it goes, Linda: "Marie, did you call Mary Jo yet and ask her to pencil you in?", Marie: "No, not yet, but I'm not worried about it, she doesn't have much on the schedule for 2009." Linda: YELLING and FIST HITTING WALL (seriously), "WHY NOT, SOMEONE IS GOING TO TAKE YOUR DATE AND THEN WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO!?!?" Marie: Slinking over the other side of the couch and curling up into the fetal position, "Ok, I'll call her first thing tomorrow." Apparently Mary Jo also heard Linda’s fist hitting the wall and she called me the next day and we penciled in October 3, 2009. Linda has since calmed down.
2. The Obama campaign called me! I'm not entirely sure why, but I think it's because I voted as a Democrat in the primary so I could vote for Hillary, per Rush Limbaugh's Operation Chaos directions. On Tuesday night the phone rings, I answer it, and some girl says "I'm calling from the Obama campaign, will you be voting for him?" I say, "God no!" and hang up the phone. Less than a minute later the phone rings again, I'm 99% sure it was the same girl and she says, "I'm calling from the Obama campaign, will you be voting for him?" So I say, "I think you already called me and by the way I'd vote for the devil before I'd vote for him." She says in the perkiest voice possible, "Ok, thank you for your time have a good night" and hangs up. At least she was polite...
