Sunday, May 24, 2009

Inclimate Weather


So - we had a huge hail storm here this afternoon. It was strangely loud, and made me a little nervous. I picked up Doodle and took him away from the window. (I am so lucky - if I park him in his bouncey seat in front of the window he is as happy as a clam for about an hour - he likes watching the world go by). Then I wasn't sure what was worse, him being mad about losing the window or the storm outside.


Anyway - enough hail to cover the ground, but it was warm enough that everything melted within a few minutes. I did get a picture, thankfully you are spared the screaming Doodle in the background. He settled right back into the bouncey and all is right with the world.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Thing 2

So - I have two cats. Thing 1 and Thing 2. How'd they get those names you ask? Well - Thing 1 likes to sit on your shoulders and be carried around the house. You can wash dishes, put things away, generally most anything as long as you don't need to bend over very far.

My husband to be came over the first time, was standing with his back to the frig. Thing 1 (previous named Kit) jumped on him from nowhere and settled on to his shoulders. We'd been dating all of 3 days, had met a month prior and had talked on the phone often. He jumped, said something about how they were just like Thing 1 and Thing 2 from Dr Suess jumping around all over the place causing problems. So, as I was uncommited to their previous names (Kit and Kat) I changed them.

So off of the substory - Thing 2 is the stupidist cat ever. Last night I left her sleeping on the couch when I went to bed. She wakes up ~ 2am and starts howling frantically. I am on the second floor in a sound sleep for ONCE, and she is hysterical. I just yell "I am up here", she comes running up to bed and is so happy to see me. Although it is nice to know she is that happy to see me, can she not figure it out? I go to bed the same place every night. This is not the first time people. This happens at least once a month, sometimes more often. The really funny thing is, she is the cat that has figured out how to open doors, she opens cabinets to get the food out. Idiot savant?

Kieara

Last year my cube mate Kieara was diagnosed with cancer. She had gone in for a hysterectomy and the docs were unable to do the procedure laproscopily (however that should be spelt). So when they went in surgically, they found her to be stage 4. She gave it a good fight, tried the chemo, went thru several specialists, and lost the battle after FOUR months. She was fairly young, mid50s and has this wonderful family. Her daughter just got married, one son got married last year, the other son is in college. Her funeral was 3 days before I had Doodlebug, my blood pressure was very high the day before the funeral, the docs were a little worried. I made it thru the funeral, crying a LOT. So - I missed a lot of the sadness around the office, as I was home on maternity leave. I healed at home in more ways than one.

Her husband came in today to say hi to everyone. He looks good, but you can see the sadness in his eyes. It is so difficult to find things to say to people that aren't a cliche. But then, I guess they became a cliche because they are the only things to say. I had a difficult time getting pregnant with Doodle - fertility doc and the works. We didn't have to go as far as IVF, just IUI. Kieara was the only person @ work that knew what we were doing and going thru the various tests. She was the first person I told I was pregnant (besides the husband, but only because he was smart enough to answer the cell phone the morning I did the home test). She prayed for us to get what we wanted most, and from some people that would sound contrived, but Kieara was sincere in her hopes and prayers.

Being back at work with a new cube mate that isn't her is sad. I miss her. She never got to meet Doodlebug.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Miss California & Octomom

I don't like either of these people. I think they are idiots, brainless twits, definitely not being people I would hang with.

Miss California. I do admire her for sticking to her lameass opinion about gay marriage. With all the backlash she could have easily jumped in and said "I was nervous, that isn't what I meant to say" and probably gotten away with it.

Octomom. She had those eggs in storage, from a previous IVF. To her they were people who needed to be born. Isn't that a pro-choice opinion? Who am I to tell her what to do?

Got this off my chest finally. Back to work now, gotta learn to schedule a few rants on here once in awhile.