See I can't seem to not watch them. But the dang thing goes on until midnight. Why the heck can't they start it earlier here on the West coast? Why do I have to watch tape delayed Olympics? Don't they know I need sleep too.
But no!
I find myself hooked. Snowboarding! Skiing! Figure skating! Speed Skating! MUST WATCH.
And half of these things I wouldn't watch on normal tv if you paid me. Yet there I sit cheering on team USA as they ride a half pipe doing tricks I have no idea if they are good or not. It is a strange thing.
Then in the morning I drag myself out of bed groaning from my lack of sleep.
I even tried taping it two days from 10pm on. But you know what that was 4 hours of Olympics that I had to watch during the daytime and I don't watch tv during the daytime so that was 4 more night hours. Not a good thing.
So the Olympics is trying to kill me and they are doing a pretty damn good job of it.
Last night what I wanted to watch was the men's figure skating. I figured I would watch that and be done with it. EXCEPT here on the west coast it started at 10pm.
HELLO that is when I go to bed dang it. So I taped it. Now I have to watch another 2 extra hours of Olympics. UGH!!
And can someone please explain to my why the dang Olympics make me cry? Standing on the podium as they get their medals. boo hoo. Winning something they didn't realise they could win. boo hoo. Falling and ruining their dream. boo hoo. UGH lol.
I have walked twice in the last week. That is not good. I was right about my motivation disappearing. But I got myself on that treadmill and walked and hated it. I have to figure out how to re motivate myself. And I will. I have too.
I still don't have a job. In fact I am just amazed at the job postings out there. Four years of college for a receptionist position that pays ten bucks an hour. Are they on crack? 90% of all job postings in the last week expect you to know two or three languages too. Sorry I only speak English. It is incredibly frustrating and I can feel myself giving up on the hunt. I cannot do that. The only way to get a job is to hunt. But I just feel like I am wasting my time for something that isn't going to happen. Sigh......
Can someone please explain to me how this has happened. I have a cat that sleeps on my pillow. She has done that since she was a kitten. Except it has become some kind of fight now. First she started taking more and more of my pillow. I would wake up with my head on a tiny corner with her sprawled across the whole thing. Now she gets on the pillow then blatantly puts her leg on the top of my head. She is using my head as a damn foot rest. I wake up with furry feet on my forehead or hell once even on my nose. I am sure I can hear her laughing at me.
And please please please please stop following me everywhere. OMG this is driving me insane. And please please please stop meowing at the top of your lungs when you walk into the room I am in. Trust me I know you are there. I see you. You freaking follow me everywhere every day. I don't need you to announce your presence. I SEE YOU. ARGHHHHHHHHH
ahem....
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I wish I knew what you were thinking
Have you ever looked at your animal and wondered what the heck was going on in there mind?
I swear my lab barks at anything. I would love to just look at her and ask..."Magpie what in the hell are you barking at? Seriously dude you are staring at a wall and barking. Or a bush that had been in the yard since you have lived her. Or a bug. Please SHUT UP!!"
Bird the German shorthair is just as odd. I would love to ask her a few things too.
"WHY, must you run as fast as you can out into the backyard only to start creeping like you are stalking something? Why can you not look at me directly if you stand on my knees for attention? Why do you run around the yard whining? But you only whine if someone comes outside?"
To the white cat:
"Ok I like sleeping with you but why can't you walk up the side of my bed instead of using me as a walkway? It is really hard to sleep when something walks across your head. And why must you meow the entire time you are walking on me?"
To the grey cat:
"Can you please explain to me why you pick certain days to not use the litterbox? Why you crap on the bathroom rug instead? Or the dog bed? You go in the litter box every other time."
On the job front: Got to get ready for my interview now. Talk to everyone later.
I swear my lab barks at anything. I would love to just look at her and ask..."Magpie what in the hell are you barking at? Seriously dude you are staring at a wall and barking. Or a bush that had been in the yard since you have lived her. Or a bug. Please SHUT UP!!"
Bird the German shorthair is just as odd. I would love to ask her a few things too.
"WHY, must you run as fast as you can out into the backyard only to start creeping like you are stalking something? Why can you not look at me directly if you stand on my knees for attention? Why do you run around the yard whining? But you only whine if someone comes outside?"
To the white cat:
"Ok I like sleeping with you but why can't you walk up the side of my bed instead of using me as a walkway? It is really hard to sleep when something walks across your head. And why must you meow the entire time you are walking on me?"
To the grey cat:
"Can you please explain to me why you pick certain days to not use the litterbox? Why you crap on the bathroom rug instead? Or the dog bed? You go in the litter box every other time."
On the job front: Got to get ready for my interview now. Talk to everyone later.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
My animals are making me nuts part 2
Today I am doing the writing workshop from Mama Kats. In fact one of my posts was one of the promts this week. For some reason that made me feel like a real blogger lol. So Thank you Mama Kat and if I had a freaking clue how to do a link thing I would!! But let's at least try this.... http://www.mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/
Yesterday I am sweeping the floor. As normal I leave a little pile of dirt and fur in each room so I can go back with the dustpan and pick them up.
Let me just quickly explain here that I have two indoor cats and two giant indoor/outdoor dogs. One dog and one cat are white and shed like mad. In fact they shed so much that I get tumbleweeds that blow across my wood floor within a day.
There are times I swear I could build another cat or dog from all the fur they leave around the house.... Anywooo...
Yesterday I was sweeping the hallway and living room. This seems to be where all the hair tumbles to. It is like a regular hair party in that darn room. And I have created a pretty huge pile of hair, dust and random dirt. I move on to the last room I have to sweep which is the connecting kitchen.
In the mean time....
I have this beautiful long haired white cat, Yeti. Really, she is a stunning cat. A giant pain in the rear end pesty cat. A follow you where ever you go pesty cat. But I love her anyway lol.
Yeti has been following me from room to room as I sweep. Except she is not in the kitchen.
As soon as this dawns on me I walk into the living room to find her.
I think my eyeballs bugged out of my head. That stupid cat was rolling in the pile of fur and dirt. With her long hair! She was COVERED in the stuff.
"YETI!!!!!!"
Well yelling her name had the total opposite effect then I wanted it to. That cat jumped up so fast the pile scattered all over the floor and then she took off like a shot down the hallway. (now why she couldn't do this when I TRIED to scare her I have no idea) That stupid cat ran all the way down the hallway onto our bed.
Fur + dirt + Comforter = not fun to clean.
Well I ended up having to clean the stupid hallway and living room again. Along with having to rolly polly the bed.
And you know what.... the whole time I thought of shaving Yeti. Yup, balding my poor cat. Of course if I did that I would have to bald my dog too. Hmmmm
Yesterday I am sweeping the floor. As normal I leave a little pile of dirt and fur in each room so I can go back with the dustpan and pick them up.
Let me just quickly explain here that I have two indoor cats and two giant indoor/outdoor dogs. One dog and one cat are white and shed like mad. In fact they shed so much that I get tumbleweeds that blow across my wood floor within a day.
There are times I swear I could build another cat or dog from all the fur they leave around the house.... Anywooo...
Yesterday I was sweeping the hallway and living room. This seems to be where all the hair tumbles to. It is like a regular hair party in that darn room. And I have created a pretty huge pile of hair, dust and random dirt. I move on to the last room I have to sweep which is the connecting kitchen.
In the mean time....
I have this beautiful long haired white cat, Yeti. Really, she is a stunning cat. A giant pain in the rear end pesty cat. A follow you where ever you go pesty cat. But I love her anyway lol.
Yeti has been following me from room to room as I sweep. Except she is not in the kitchen.
As soon as this dawns on me I walk into the living room to find her.
I think my eyeballs bugged out of my head. That stupid cat was rolling in the pile of fur and dirt. With her long hair! She was COVERED in the stuff.
"YETI!!!!!!"
Well yelling her name had the total opposite effect then I wanted it to. That cat jumped up so fast the pile scattered all over the floor and then she took off like a shot down the hallway. (now why she couldn't do this when I TRIED to scare her I have no idea) That stupid cat ran all the way down the hallway onto our bed.
Fur + dirt + Comforter = not fun to clean.
Well I ended up having to clean the stupid hallway and living room again. Along with having to rolly polly the bed.
And you know what.... the whole time I thought of shaving Yeti. Yup, balding my poor cat. Of course if I did that I would have to bald my dog too. Hmmmm
Monday, August 24, 2009
My animals are making me nuts
Since I have been home a while the animals are getting used to me being here. This has led to a few new quirks in thier personalities.
For example.... One cat has decided that she must be in the room with me at all times. It doesn't matter what I am doing or what room I am in she must be there. Washing dishes, she is rubbing my legs. On the computer, she is doing her best to lay on the keyboard. Folding clothes, she has to dive in the pile and play. I go in the garage and she scratches the door wailing wanting in. I decided today to try something.
I walked in the kitchen, here comes the cat. I walked into the living room, here comes the cat. I walked in the bedroom, here comes the cat. So I ran into the kitchen and hid behind the wall/door. I can hear that cat coming due to the wood floors. A little closer.... little closer.... as soon as she was about to walk into the kitchen I jumped out and yelled BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Instead of running away like I thought she would, she just sat down and looked at me like I was an idiot. I couldn't help it I started laughing until tears ran out of my eyes. I WAS an idiot.
Also the dog loves tennis balls. She loves tennis balls so much that she loses what she has for a brain whenever she has one in her mouth.
An example seems appropriate here. Let's say it is spring time and I just bought a flat of flowers to plant. The dog sees this as the perfect opportunity to play ball. Well there I am with dirt up to my elbows digging holes and she keeps dropping the ball in front of me. If you make the mistake of picking up that stupid ball and saying no, she now thinks you are playing with her. So that darn ball will go into a hole you just dug.
Yes I have buried balls out of irritation and yes she has dug up my flowers to get that stupid ball.
Anywhoo.... Yesterday the honey is mowing the lawn. Of course the dog has a ball in her mouth. She sees the honey is in the yard and decides that he of course is there to play ball with her. So she drops the ball and stands at attention. He tells her no of course. She picks up the ball and drops it next to him again. Again he tells her no. This time she picks up the ball and runs in front of the lawn mower and drops it.
Now mind you this all takes about a minute. I am standing there watching the whole thing. As soon as she dropped the ball in front of the mower I opened my mouth to tell the honey who wasn't looking that way when it happened. But before I could get a word out he mowed right over that ball. WHAPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!! The ball gets sucked up and comes whipping out of that lawn mower at Mach 10 and slams the honey right in the leg. THAWP!!
The honey starts jumping up and down holding his leg. My mouth is open and I swear to you not laughing was one of the hardest things I have ever done. And I will be damned if that dog didn't run over, grab that stupid chewed up ball and drop it next to the hopping honey. LMAO!!!
For example.... One cat has decided that she must be in the room with me at all times. It doesn't matter what I am doing or what room I am in she must be there. Washing dishes, she is rubbing my legs. On the computer, she is doing her best to lay on the keyboard. Folding clothes, she has to dive in the pile and play. I go in the garage and she scratches the door wailing wanting in. I decided today to try something.
I walked in the kitchen, here comes the cat. I walked into the living room, here comes the cat. I walked in the bedroom, here comes the cat. So I ran into the kitchen and hid behind the wall/door. I can hear that cat coming due to the wood floors. A little closer.... little closer.... as soon as she was about to walk into the kitchen I jumped out and yelled BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Instead of running away like I thought she would, she just sat down and looked at me like I was an idiot. I couldn't help it I started laughing until tears ran out of my eyes. I WAS an idiot.
Also the dog loves tennis balls. She loves tennis balls so much that she loses what she has for a brain whenever she has one in her mouth.
An example seems appropriate here. Let's say it is spring time and I just bought a flat of flowers to plant. The dog sees this as the perfect opportunity to play ball. Well there I am with dirt up to my elbows digging holes and she keeps dropping the ball in front of me. If you make the mistake of picking up that stupid ball and saying no, she now thinks you are playing with her. So that darn ball will go into a hole you just dug.
Yes I have buried balls out of irritation and yes she has dug up my flowers to get that stupid ball.
Anywhoo.... Yesterday the honey is mowing the lawn. Of course the dog has a ball in her mouth. She sees the honey is in the yard and decides that he of course is there to play ball with her. So she drops the ball and stands at attention. He tells her no of course. She picks up the ball and drops it next to him again. Again he tells her no. This time she picks up the ball and runs in front of the lawn mower and drops it.
Now mind you this all takes about a minute. I am standing there watching the whole thing. As soon as she dropped the ball in front of the mower I opened my mouth to tell the honey who wasn't looking that way when it happened. But before I could get a word out he mowed right over that ball. WHAPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!! The ball gets sucked up and comes whipping out of that lawn mower at Mach 10 and slams the honey right in the leg. THAWP!!
The honey starts jumping up and down holding his leg. My mouth is open and I swear to you not laughing was one of the hardest things I have ever done. And I will be damned if that dog didn't run over, grab that stupid chewed up ball and drop it next to the hopping honey. LMAO!!!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
All about me.... sort of
Ok. So I have no real news on either Uncle. Except that Uncle Bill seems to be going through congestive heart failure. Joy.
But I wanted to tell you about me so you all (ok one of you LMAO) don’t run away as fast as possible.
I am a 41 year old woman who has never married or had children. Although I have been dating the same man for the last 19 years. YES, I know! Anywhoooo…..We have furry kids. Two huge monster dogs and four cats. Well, 3 ½ cats. Mootch is a stray I am trying very hard to tame. We feed him but don’t get to touch him. Hmmm sounds like… never mind LMAO!
The BF is currently out of work. Hell he has been out of work since November. Talk about a bummer. But there is nothing out there for him. It really puts a strain on things. Hopefully soon though. Maybe after our vacation.
I am currently 4 weeks away from my first vacation in 9 years. We are going on a cruise to Alaska. YEE FREAKING HAW!! We have had this planned for the last year so it being this close is so exciting I am ready to pee my pants. I still need things though. I need to buy a coat and shoes and a camera. Oh and I need to buy pants.
We purchased this before the loss of the job. His company just flat out closed the doors on the employees. No final paycheck. No vacation pay. No Cobra. Nothing.
I am a tv junkie. Lost is my true love. I am very sad it is ending next year. I also love a few other shows.
American Idol (Adam should have won), Bones, Deadliest Catch, Survivor, Ghost Hunters, Iron Chef America, So you think you can Dance, Big Brother. There are a lot more. *blushes.
The other thing I am is a reader. I am a bookaholic. I need books like other people need air. I at all times have 2 books on me. The second one is in case I finish the first. I do not want to be stuck reading the gum package or my car manual or anything goofy like that. And trust me I have.
My first love of reading is horror closely followed by paranormal romance. I cannot do true crime or real life stories. I am reading to get away from it all not learn. If I want to learn I will watch the Discovery channel or do research on the internet.
So there my boring self is.
But I wanted to tell you about me so you all (ok one of you LMAO) don’t run away as fast as possible.
I am a 41 year old woman who has never married or had children. Although I have been dating the same man for the last 19 years. YES, I know! Anywhoooo…..We have furry kids. Two huge monster dogs and four cats. Well, 3 ½ cats. Mootch is a stray I am trying very hard to tame. We feed him but don’t get to touch him. Hmmm sounds like… never mind LMAO!
The BF is currently out of work. Hell he has been out of work since November. Talk about a bummer. But there is nothing out there for him. It really puts a strain on things. Hopefully soon though. Maybe after our vacation.
I am currently 4 weeks away from my first vacation in 9 years. We are going on a cruise to Alaska. YEE FREAKING HAW!! We have had this planned for the last year so it being this close is so exciting I am ready to pee my pants. I still need things though. I need to buy a coat and shoes and a camera. Oh and I need to buy pants.
We purchased this before the loss of the job. His company just flat out closed the doors on the employees. No final paycheck. No vacation pay. No Cobra. Nothing.
I am a tv junkie. Lost is my true love. I am very sad it is ending next year. I also love a few other shows.
American Idol (Adam should have won), Bones, Deadliest Catch, Survivor, Ghost Hunters, Iron Chef America, So you think you can Dance, Big Brother. There are a lot more. *blushes.
The other thing I am is a reader. I am a bookaholic. I need books like other people need air. I at all times have 2 books on me. The second one is in case I finish the first. I do not want to be stuck reading the gum package or my car manual or anything goofy like that. And trust me I have.
My first love of reading is horror closely followed by paranormal romance. I cannot do true crime or real life stories. I am reading to get away from it all not learn. If I want to learn I will watch the Discovery channel or do research on the internet.
So there my boring self is.
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