love

you don't like how small your room is you know where you can go, cause beggars can't be choosers.

I just want to go home

Pete

Just thought I'd scream.

another blue eyed kitty

A slice of the past to take the edge off my mood. Its just for to hard to identify, to nail it down and send it packen' . I'll just snatch a flik from a better yesterday.

Happy Thanks Giving

Marks Art

check out the rest of his fabulous work clik on Marks Art.

Mark got me started

Girly goes to the Grand Canyon

Thinking back

looking at the dog

the song raised questions

the road disappeared around the bend

and the sun was reaching for the night.

House cleaning

I'm going to make an attempt to clean house today. Thats what I do to cover the rent I can't afford to pay anymore. That and cooking dinner. Its worked out so far. Not that I like cleaning house mind you, but I surly couldn't find a job anywhere else where I can work a bit and lay down for awhile. Up until now that hasn't even been the case but the interferon, this first week, has really knocked me down. Hopefully this will pass soon.

Watching the show

Watching an Apache K-9 unit officer shout German commands to a Belgian shepherd to take down a white guy. A most diverse and fascinating performance at our little dog show. As you can see, Pete would rather pan the crowd for dog friends.

I am soo fricken' sick today I can't believe it. This Morning I thought I was gonna fall out of bed shaking from the chills. So I ate a motrin and drank a liter of water and Kev turned up the heat in the house. It must have really been cold as the cat was sleeping under the covers on my chest.

Just incase anyone really does read this and wonders why I may quit posting so much for a while. I think it will get better though as the week trudges on. I guess WriMo just might have to wait till next year unless I feel significantly better.

The last time I did this treatment I didn't really start to feel bad until about 6 months. I was even working then 40, sometimes more, a week and driving to and fro 45 minutes each way. I guess thats what happens in 3 years. :+P

here I am busy again

I told myself I was going to cut back on all my volunteer work, but it seems like I have a hard time saying no. I just forget I don't have the energy to be the ever ready bunny anymore. My book writing dropped to a trickle. I hope I can catch up.

Luci Blu went to the vet a few days ago to get rid of her farts and what do yo know, she was ready to go into heat. Se turned out to be older than anyone would have guessed. She just a small cat. So she got spayed on the spot Wednesday. She is not supposed to jump and of course the the first thing she did is leap up into my loft bed. So I put her in the big cage I used when Pete was recovering. She is like a little monkey swinging from the top of the cage, knocking over her water, rolling in her clumping kitty litter, spilling her cat food. What a mess. So I have been lifting her in and out of my bed, this means I have to stay in my room and wait for her to decide what she wants to do next.

The big dog park bash is tomorrow and I'm doing the coffee. Get the coffee urns from business I asked to donate the coffee. Borrow hot pots, buy coffee cups and cream and sugar, Get a money box.... Get there at 7:30 am. Tonight I have a presentation to give and won't get home till 10pm. I suppose I'll have to put Luci in the cage so she can do her monkey act will I'm gone.

Some friends have invited us over for dinner after the love your pet thing. Yea. Love somebody else's cooking. And next Sunday We are going to do a motorcycle toy run. I'm going to start interferon treatment this Sunday evening. And I really want to finish the NaNoWriMo. I was depressed for a minute but decided I really was a lucky person to have so many things to do. I'm certain there are many worse scenarios for my life right now and if I focus in on the negative thats just what I'll get. So I readjusted my thinking and things got better.

Like my flyer I made?

John Coltrane :: Alabama :: Jazz Casual

[via FoxyTunes / John Coltrane]

the Raven

well here I sit, blogging. Lurking. My Writers group has chosen to meet at a very noisy java joint with wifi. I think I am more of a loner writter.The food is good. The company is good. but I can't keep my eyes an ears focused on my book, It isn't as nice as Comma coffee but that might not be a far comparison.

My friend cam over to visit Luci Blu and we found out just how feral she is. Like lightning she disappeared to the deep dark corner on my room. I didn't even know it existed. Like a worm whole. she popped back in about twenty minutes later and now that Noel was gone she was back to being her little sweet self. Goood kitty. She is more tolerant of the the dogs then people.

She goes to the vet tomorrow and I hope they can fix her fart problem. I know, TMI, but...

well back to the great american novel.

2000 words

well its time to stop petting my pussy and lurking about on the internet. And start typing 2000 words.

Paying homage to princess Luci Blu

I've been totaly rapt up in NaNoWriMo. And my new kitten. the dogs come in and pay homage to the princess kitty. When she is on the chair (as opposed to my loft bed) they get so excited because they can almost touch her. She lets them know that isn't gonna happen. Just with the look from her icey blue eyes they know this.

They are like little school boys taking a peak at the new most beautiful girl in the class room. Peaking around the corner and waging their tails and then run off. All to do it again in about 5 minutes and rush off to the living room as if to discuss with each other what they have just seem.

My muse

NaNoWriMo

Well I have managed to write 1.980 words. I wrote for 2 hours last night (after midnight) and 4 hours today. I just couldn't stand some of the errors (and there was many) so I spent another hour cleaning it up a bit. My new cat has been a big help. She seems to have a gas (MMM) problem. Or is that TMI?

I think Pete is jealous so I have to spend so quality time with him. A few extra training sessions and maybe a trip to Office Max. He likes doing therapy there while I print up flyer's for the dog park. He had a cou;le of little girls captivated the other day. Pet Pet Pet.

Snack Time