Is that once my resolve starts to waiver I start to feel like a BIG HUGE PUSSY! A while back I took myself off Facebook I was just getting so disgusted about how many people are acting during this Presidential election. Friends attacking friends for having different beliefs. The press and the politicians ramming us up the ass trying to “get our vote”. What ever happened to stating your agenda and allowing the people to decide? I am not a Sheeple, a Snow Flake or a Fem Nazi. I am a lady with my own thoughts and my own mind.
So I made this big declaration that I would stay off Facebook until after the election is over. Sound so awesome doesn’t it? I even deleted the app from my phone. But then I realized something as the days passed. My friend lost her parent and I didn’t know for a couple of days because I am not on Facebook. I didn’t know my friend got a baby kitty because I am not on Facebook. My friend’s cancer has returned, but I didn’t know because I wasn’t on Facebook. Facebook has become so a huge part of many of our lives (me included) that people just assume you saw their post and know what is happening.
So now do I admit defeat and go back on Facebook or do I hold out until after the election? Actually my friends I decided to COMPROMISE with myself. I will not put the app back on my phone. I will only be able to connect on my laptop. That means I can’t be on Facebook all day. My Laptop stays at home on my desk so I will have to make time and effort to login. This way I can keep up with my friends, see all the kitty and puppy photos and keep the amount of political poisoning to a minimum.
So I guess there are a couple of lessons to be learned here. 1) Sometimes Big Declarations are good thing, sometimes I end up looking like a pussy. 2) Friends and family are such a big part of my small world if that means keeping in touch through social media that is what I will do.
No that is not a typo I hope the 5th is a great day for you too. Hell I want everyday to be great for you, but I know that is not always possible. But it is the thought that counts right?
I hope you all had a fantastic 4th of July. I think most of the people in my neighborhood did. Sounded like a war zone and I could smell the BBQ. But I much prefer fireworks to guns so I consider myself lucky. I spent my 4th working a 13 hour day. A dear lady who is like my sister invited me over to her house and since I had to work she packed me up some food so I didn’t have to cook when I got home (like that was going to happen). So David and I had BBQ ribs, bunch of different pasta salad, corn on the cob and dessert. It was Yummy. So a bit later that night David and I were laying in bed watching Netflix. He said to me, “You know if you would have told me when I was younger I would be doing this instead of setting off fireworks and hanging out I would have told you you were crazy.” I totally agreed. No booze, no fireworks, snuggled up with the family? But between you and me it was great.
So I have a birthday in two days. 48…when the fuck did that happen? Lol My plans are to get my nails done, go to the kidney doctor, figure out what I want for dinner and eat Hummingbird Bundt Cake (which I will be making tomorrow) and rest. Does it sound boring? Goood. I have been in overdrive for several months and so boring works. Will I miss seeing my family? Absolutely but I just need the rest. There are just a couple of weeks left of this crazy schedule, but I want to finish strong (and healthy).
There are a ton of people celebrating birthdays with me this month. I won’t list in case you don’t want people to know your business, but you all have my love and best wishes for a fantastic birthday!
Well time to get busy. Take care friends and stay safe.
Ha! Ok so it’s not easy for anyone right now. But as I continue on my road towards positivity I am trying to look on the bright side. Being suck in a home with individuals who can’t be out in the community has been trying. My coworkers are amazing and trying to cope. I will be glad when we are given ok to resume regular activities.
Took The Wonder Twins to see Dr. Cory and the rest of our friends at Donaldson Animal Hospital. The Dr. said that they are doing well. They are good weights, got their shots and had blood draw for labs. The the only thing they had were some ear mites, but we have medicine coming for that.
Yesterday I went to Aldi to get David the onions and coffee filters, but came out $55 lighter. I found a amazing small pork roast Marinating in a BBQ sauce. That is going to be awesome with Mashed Potatoes and a vegetables.
Today when I get home I need to get Erin’s cage clean. That is my big project for the day. I also need to deep clean the bathroom. Maybe I will attempt that too. If not today, then tomorrow.
So any big plans for the week? For us it’s the same old shit on a different day. But I will do my best to keep my positive attitude.
This time I am not talking about my boobs! LOL. My boobs haven’t been that good in years. I am talking about our kittens. I was calling them the Littles, but that confused Lilly because her nickname is Little Bit. So I have decided on calling them the Wonder Twins. Which if you are a comic nerd or are close to my age watched and Saturday morning cartoons you know who that is. It seemed fitting for my little boy and girl.
Above The Wonder Twins are six weeks old. Still like to cuddle and be Momma’s babies. Willow has the green collar.
The second picture the twins are 10.5 weeks old and just started playing on the cat trees. Not into cuddling right now, I try and they are like Mom let me go. LOL.
On Friday since the restrictions have been lifted they will be going in for their exam and shots. At that time I will ask Dr. Corey a bunch of questions and get dates for the next round of shots and when they will be fixed and microchipped.
I am being asked about how I am doing with all of this and when I say I am doing ok people kind of give me an look like they don’t believe me. But I am doing ok. I am tired, of course I am. Other than that I feel like I am being a Rock Star in less than Ideal Conditions. So here is me. How I look right now. Ready?
Some weight gain and in need of a hair appointment, but aren’t most people dealing with that? Will I be happy when I slow down a bit? The answer is yes and no. Workaholics love to work. We love the security of it. When I slow down I love the time with my family , but I worry about money and the what if’s of life.
So what else can I tell you? Onyx had his 2nd Birthday. I wasn’t there that day, but spoiled him the next day with canned food and toys. I always have toys laying around because everytime I go to the pet store I buy them all a present. Are the spoiled? Hell yes they are.
Libby’s nails are so long she can give Freddie Krueger a run for his money. She has an appointment a week from tomorrow for her nails and to get her shots. I know the Doc is going to say something about her weight. David and I give to many treats. We need to remember she doesn’t need them and they won’t help her live a long and healthy life.
Well I think I will go read the Sunday paper. The Little Darlings are relaxing in their rooms for now. Have a safe week friends.
Happy Saturday friends. Not sure what day we are on of this Covid Mess. But what I can tell you is that is the same number of days it’s been since I have had a day off. Except when I took David to the hospital for a non Covid issue. I can assure you that wasn’t a vacation. So I am feeling extremely tired and my body hurts. BUT that is all the bitching I am going to do about that.
Let’s talk about my blessings! I have a Soulmate at home who is keeping my furbabies safe and happy while I am working all these hours. Who listens when I come home ready to quit and NEVER go back again. Who makes sandwiches exactly the way I like them even when he thinks it’s weird. Who always gives me the strength to get up when my body and my mind say enough.
My Momma- I miss her so. I can’t wait until I get myself a big Momma hug and a smile. Being away from the woman who has been my best friend most of my life sucks.
My family- Brothers, In Laws and honorary siblings. I miss being able to have a meal. To be able to go to birthday parties of my great nieces and nephews. To hug my mother in law. To sit outside at the BBQ’s and chat with my family. Soon I can be there with them and I will never take it for granted again.
My C0-workers- These are the most amazing ladies ever. They work hard, show up on time. Do as asked, care about each other. And are being amazing during what is a very difficult time. I wouldn’t trade them. I need their laughter every day.
My friends- In real life and on social media. They keep me smiling, check to make sure I am ok and share a little of their lives with me daily.
My Furbabies- My oldest who is 22 to my youngest who are both 9 weeks old. Unconditional love, with waggie butt, purrs, tweets and licking tongues. I would work 4 jobs to make sure they have everything that they need.
In a time when we could be focusing on all the negatives and man there are a lot of those. I am taking time each day to focus on the positives. Hoping one day soon we can go back to seeing our love ones again and doing the things that we love.
It’s me! Yep and I am more than happy to do it. Is it hot? Yes and it fogs up my glasses. Are the bands uncomfortable around my ears? Yep and I have sensitive skin so I am getting red marks. Do people find it hard to understand me? Yep, I repeat myself a lot and doing so drys out my mouth. See I sure can bitch about it, but what good is that going to do? If it is what is required of me to do for my job and the health of my love ones it WILL be done. I guess that is why I am having such a hard time with people bitching about having to follow protocols put in place to save lives.
I have been watching and reading the news a lot lately. I can’t even fathom working in the horrid circumstances that hospital employees are working in. My boss and I have been talking about if we can figure out how to get men back from space after a malfunction can’t someone figure out how we can help make PPE for health care workers?
Look I am not a smart woman. I am of average intelligence, but give me a list of supplies, a pattern and I will figure out how to make the things that are necessary. My staff and I have reupholstered a sofa using dollar store duct tape. I used shower curtains to make a wrap when bed bugs were in the group home because they thought I was a great snack. We could help, but we need guidelines.
I know that professional gowns made for from manufacturers is best, but we saw the footage of healthcare professionals wearing trash bags. We certainly can do better than that.
What if retired doctors, nurses and all the smart people would brainstorm some guidelines for us then we could do the labor. I sew a little, I duct tape like a fucking rock star and I am sure there are others who would be willing to help. I know they say we are doing our part by following CDC guidelines, but each time I see that hospital footage I want to do more.
It’s Saturday morning and the best I got right now is that I am awake. The laundry is spinning due to an upset tummy last night. I have decided I don’t like that HP washers. I don’t feel they clean as well as my regular washer at home. Just personal choice I guess.
So how are things? Do you have enough toilet paper? Are the kids out of school there like they are here? I feel so bad. So many kids here rely on school for free breakfast and lunches. I hope the powers that be find a way to assist them.
My Little Darlings’ workshop is closed for the next two weeks. We haven’t told them yet because the outburst and carrying on that we can expect doesn’t need to spoil the weekend. I will tell them Sunday evening.
Today I have to make the decision of do I take them out in the community for an outing or do I have them stay home and deal with the issues that brings. Right now I am leaning towards going out a trip to the local Kroger for a needed item or two and then drive thru McDonalds for lunch.
Workshop closing down will add to my overtime and since I still have some hefty medical bills I will take it.
This week the new staff start which is always an adjustment. The one I have already worked with I feel good about. I am hoping for the same results with the staff that comes in today.
St. Patrick’s Day is just around the corner and I didn’t get the decorations out. I plan on getting the Easter ones up. But with two 76 hour work weeks heading my way it may not happen.
My fur babies are doing great. Even with as busy as my days get my fluffs make sure I get a little love. Usually they curl up with me at bedtime for head rubs before I fall asleep. I just got to not let myself get so busy that I miss out.
Well the laundry has quit spinning so it’s time to get busy. Have a fantastic week and stay safe.
When did that happen? I mean don’t get me wrong it means we are closer to warm weather and sunshine, but I haven’t won the lottery yet or even organized my backroom like I have been planning for months!
Soon people will be walking around in shorts. Razor sales will increase because women will shave more than just their ankles. Sunscreen will replace the smell of vapor rub.
March means cleaning up the dog shit that accumulated under the winter snow. With Libby’s assistance of course because she needs to sniff the piles before they are picked up. Puppy quality control and all.
March also means St Patrick’s Day and looking at Pinterest for yummy meal and dessert ideas. Irish cream is not just for coffee anymore.
Been thinking move about my CELLO rescue and all I want to do. Ok maybe more like daydreaming. There is an old Big Boy by my house that I would love to buy (with my lottery money LOL) and I would turn that into the CELLO Rescue Cafe and my main office. I would use both of the sun rooms as Kitten and Cat play areas. Come in for a Coffee, scone and love on a kitty or cat up for adoption. I would ask recues to bring their babies for play days and hopefully help more fur babies get adopted. I would have my friend Chris be in charge of my landscaping if he wanted because he is awesome. I would hire my buddy Cedric to take the pictures for the advertising and adoption portfolios if he would be interested. I would have a little area where local crafts people can display and sell their kitty toys and treats. I would either hire a baker or I may just buy from local businesses. Most important every single staff has to be an animal lover.
AND when that is all up and running I will open up one for puppies and dogs! Because I am an equal opportunity animal lover. Lol
Well me and my daydreaming ass had better get back to work. Have a great day and hopefully we will have the fantastic weekend weather the meteorologists keep talking about.
It’s a cold Saturday morning and my Little Darling is still battling her cold. While she is doing that I am battling not to get it. I fear that I am losing the battle. Yesterday I came home with a sore throat and the start of a runny nose. By 9PM I was feeling like absolute shit, but couldn’t sleep because of the desire to cough.
Usually when that happens I would down a larger than prescribed dose of Nyquil and pass out. I haven’t restocked since the last time we were sick and funds are short so that didn’t happen. David suggested a Hot Toddy might help, but I brushed him off. 11PM I was still awake and cranky so I agreed to try his home remedy. David brought me a mug of tea with a touch of orange juice and a little rum (not even a half of shot he assured me). The mug was warm and felt wonderful in my hand. When it cooled down enough to have a drink I could actually feel it warming up my body.
For those that don’t know before my surgery I could drink like a rock star. Two Long Islands, Three French Whores and Two Red Headed Sluts was what I could handle. After that I was throwing up in the bushes. But I wasn’t even halfway done with my Hot Toddy when my face got all warm and I was feeling no pain. I should have stopped there like David Suggested, but I felt good and I wasn’t coughing. I gave him the pouty face and he said one more sip.
Between you and I my friends it ended up been more like a swig. As David took my mug back to the kitchen I just started cracking the fuck up. My cat looked at my like what hell Mom? My dog kept trying to lick my face. I think to see if I was ok. By the time David got back to the bedroom tears were rolling down my face and I had to pee. I don’t think I was drunk after my half of a Hot Toddy, but I sure wouldn’t have been able to operate heavy machinery.
When the laughter calmed down David tucked me into bed and said, “Good night Lightweight.” That’s right I am officially a light weight now. Other than a Jello Shot or two a year ago I haven’t had any alcohol in three and a half years. I think it will be quite a while before I do again. I think I will stick to hot tea and honey. Lightweight, yeah I am good with that.
Good evening friends and Family. I hope you are all doing well. Lately I have started listening to audiobooks in the car. Right now I am listening to HOW TO STOP FEELING LIKE SHIT by Andrea Owen. I have to tell you guys I am loving this book. The Title tells it all. It talks about all the things we do or allow to be done to us that make us feel like shit. In today’s chapter she was talking about people that are extremely hard on themselves when they fuck up (me). It doesn’t matter if it is a little fuck up or a big fuck up (me again). Whether it was done on purpose or a mistake (soo me). She talked about AFGO I can’t remember if she made it up or learned from someone else, but I heard it from her. When I fuck up instead of filling my head with negative talk (I am so fucking stupid! How do I even remember to breath?) I am to say AFGO which means Another Fucking Growth Opportunity. Instead of mentally beating the shit out of myself I say ok I fucked up. How do I grow from it? Definitely easier said than done. BUT once I start doing it more and more instead of beating myself up it will become the healthier habit.
The book is geared to women, but I think guys could get stuff out of it too if they are inclined. I am not saying it’s going to change me into a whole new woman, but as I change (which I feel I am) I want those changes to be positive for me and those around me. Hell yes I can be evil, self centered and at times scary, but I don’t want to be. I chose somewhere within the last couple of years to start doing things differently and I have. Some shit is harder to deal with than others. Taking the baby steps forward and trying to acquire the skills to make these changes is helping. But as we all know the journey never ends we just hope with each step we become better.