Caturday Came A Day Early…

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Yesterday was my “day off” after a pretty tumultuous week. My pain levels are driving me up the wall, and a few people in my life are choosing now, of all times, to be idiotic, pathetic, childish morons. Do you all wait for me to have PMS and be raring to go after you with a hockey stick or are you really just that stupid?! For the record, I could be talking about a plethora of people, so please, don’t flatter yourself into thinking I’m talking about you unless you actually know you’re a moron and have been behaving in a childish, pathetic manner.

It has been my experience that morons are completely oblivious to the shit that comes out of their mouth, as well as how they act and behave. If you’ve said or done something stupid and I have kept my mouth shut thus far, trust me when I say that I’m being merciful.

Yesterday morning I discovered a black & white kitten in my back yard. I was on my way upstairs and out of the corner of my eye was a kitten in typical cat like predatorial position, seemingly staring at something near the storage shed. I opened the door and called out to her, but she refused to leave her post. After about an hour or so, she slowly started to move around the yard, still watching something that I couldn’t see or hear, and I decided to put some food out for her and see if she’d bite.

She had no collar or visible tags and she kept looking right at me, so I know she’s not afraid of me (and yes, I know she’s actually a she because male cats have a totally different look to them facially and physically.). I’ve seen her in passing for a few months roaming around 4-5 houses close to mine, darting across the street in the early evening hours, but I have no idea if she’s microchipped and belongs to someone, if she’s been abandoned, or if she’s a stray. It’s possible she belongs to someone and is an outdoor cat, but to not have a collar or tags is usually a good indicator that the owner doesn’t really give a shit about their animal, and it pisses me off big time when people do that.

I suspect she’s been sleeping in my yard at night for quite some time because I’ve been hearing some major purring underneath my window pretty much every night. If you’re not a cat owner or cat lover, you have no idea what it’s like to have a purring little being lull you to sleep. I miss that SO MUCH after losing my macaroon in January. I felt like I was cheating a bit calling out to this kitten, I actually looked around as if she might hear me, but it comes down to me simply not being able to allow a kitten to hang out in my yard without feeding it and making sure it’s safe and belongs to someone. I’ll see if we develop trust between us because right now, I don’t want to spook her. She was here for several hours and then walked around the yard and left. She’s beautiful, but young. Maybe a year old, if that. Still a baby. I would take her in, in a New York Minute, and I don’t usually say that about an animal older than 10 weeks. Kittens are my personal preference and are such a joy to raise. I am well aware that older cats need homes too, and plenty of people in my area are adopting them, so I am not about to change my preference unless a situation presents itself. I do not compromise who I am to make other people feel better about themselves.

As of right now, I am supposed to attend a kitten/cat adoption event the day of my birthday in a few weeks. Initially I was really looking forward to this, I was so excited at the possibility of coming home with “little people”. It’s in the Main Line (outside of Philly), so it’s still close enough that if I don’t find a kitten or two to take home I can always attend their November event, but I’m honestly just going to wing it. If I wake up that morning and I’m feeling good, then I’ll go. If I wake up and I don’t feel it, then I will wait until next Spring and give myself that much more time to heal because in all honesty, I have a feeling that’s what I really need.

This has been a year that has shown me who I am. It has brought out a deeper strength I did not know I possessed, a fighting spirit that is so much fiercer than she used to be, and a person who sees things and people in a much clearer fashion. I will no longer hold on to things, relationships/friendships, or anything that doesn’t give me a sense of peace and happiness. I will not change to make others feel better, but I will change if I see something within me that needs fixing, for me. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with being yourself. I now fully realize that some people don’t know how to take that, and that some people simply want to run and hide from it because they’re really running and hiding from themselves. That’s not my issue. If you ask me to be a part of your life in any way, shape, or form, then I am going to be myself. If you ask me for advice, help, honesty, or to listen, then I will do exactly that. If I extend the hand of friendship, fully consider it before smacking it away as if you’re two years old.

I’m going to spend my weekend writing, reading, resting, and healing. I will squeeze some cleaning, laundry, and cooking into the fray, and I will try to catch the Pirates game tomorrow as well. Beyond that, I really just want to be left alone with my own thoughts. What next week holds is a whole other story, but I already know it’ll be challenging. I will make it through, and so will you.

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

Cinco de Mayo always gets me craving massive amounts of guacamole. Truth be told, I do not need any holiday based assistance in my love for avocados. I’ll eat one with a spoon after cutting into it. Wish me luck on my avocado hunt, I am surely not the only one thinking along these lines.

My weekend has been chock full of writing, music, ideas, and various sports. Congrats to Orb for taking The Kentucky Derby. Such a gorgeous horse. Actually, all of them were pretty stunning. My apologies to equestrian aficionados, but hearing “Riders Up” is nowhere near as exciting as hearing “Drivers, Start Your Engines!”, or the singing of the National Anthem during the World Series, or even the singing during the 7th inning stretch. Consider this for a second before sending me hate mail. Also, major congrats to the Toronto Maple Leafs for kicking ass in Game 2 against the Boston Bruins. I was proud. I wish you guys good luck in Game 3 back in T.O., and Patrick, feel free to bring home a hockey player for me as a souvenir. (Yes ‘Trick, I’m “just kidding”.) Stash him in the baby’s room, she can boss him around ’til I get there. Yeah, that one wasn’t a joke.

And now, return to your regularly scheduled programming… Enjoy the rest of your weekend. I’ll be fine, as soon as I can get rid of this headache. Blech!

P.S. Anyone else looking forward to the season finale of The Mentalist? I’m not happy that this is the end of a season, because Simon Baker just plain makes me smile, but I am definitely looking forward to seeing if I’m right about the list of potential Red John’s that he has been putting together for weeks.

Alive

Alive

Despite how I feel, yes, I am alive & so-so, not necessarily ‘alive & well’. I’ll get there, eventually.

I’ve got a very long blog post that I’ve been working on for all of you, something outside the norm, something that is thought provoking, for a change. Not one to bore, when I tell a story, I tell a story. If you’re going to do something, you might as well do it right.

I hope everyone has a great weekend planned. Thus far mine is looking rainy and cloudy, but the temperatures will be tolerable. Everything is starting to bloom (I have a tree in my backyard and, God as my witness, it bloomed overnight during the few days of warm weather we had in Southeastern Pennsylvania), and soon it will be time to mow, trim, and make some changes to my yard as I prepare to bury my macaroon. It’s been a few months, obviously, but not only was the ground frozen in January, but I also did not have the emotional means to get out there and dig a hole (FYI: I am making my brother do it. He should earn the fact that I allow him to eat my food, and that I’m currently the only woman alive that will make him a London Broil & potatoes without charging him and expecting a tip afterwards. LOL.). When I called my vet and asked them if I had a time limit or anything, they were SO amazing to me that I got off the phone in tears. It’s one thing for you to think that your cat/dog is special, but for others to see it too, for them to tell you what a great mother you were to her, and what an amazing client you are, and that they’re here for you, well, it’s a lot more than I get from most people, so yes, it made me emotional.

In the meantime I’ve got a yard that really needs to be cleared, cleaned, and given a bit of TLC. After that, I’m pretty much done with it. In truth, I want to have stones laid along the better part of the yard, something easy to maintain and clean, because if there’s anything I detest, it’s the smell of freshly mown grass. It’s bad enough I have to smell it from now until October, I don’t need to include my own as well. Waking up with my eyes swollen shut isn’t very attractive.

So, very long post soon to come. Also, my new blog has gone up and even though I will be posting on it in drips and drabs, feel free to stop by and check it out.

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Talk to you all soon,

Li

P.S. I have been nominated for another award thanks to Shaun @ prayingforoneday.wordpress.com. I will address this award as soon as my brain allows me to do so and of course, I thank Shaun for his kindness.

Home Sick…Com…

Home Sick…Complete With Snow

“There are two kinds of people; those who are always well and those who are always sick. Most of the evils of the world come from the first sort and most of the achievement from the second.” -Louis Dudek

Today I get to be “home sick”. For one, I’ve been sick for a few weeks and it’s finally culminated in more than just allergies & coughing. My remedy thus far has been Ricola Natural Herb Cough Drops, which I swear are a cure in and of themselves. I also have them in Echinacea Honey Lemon, just to change things up a bit. These, paired with hot tea (Your favorite hot tea, any kind, with a good amount of honey and a dash of ground cayenne pepper. It’s better for you than cough medicine and reduces the amount of time you’re sick.), really help a lot, though they can’t help with the aches and pains, or the twisted ankle I got before the storm moved in. That’s fine. I’ve got reading, writing, and movies to keep me company. Also, I am a soup addict and when I’m sick, soup is one of my big comfort foods. I prefer homemade, but I’m also a huge fan of wonton soup. Trust me, when the snow finishes falling I will be procuring a large amount of wonton soup to fortify me through the weekend.

Hope my readers in the Northeastern U.S. are all safe, warm, and not too stressed out by the snow. Praying for everyone getting more than just a dusting.