Just wondering....

if you can't train your cat(s) should you have kids????

I think dogs are way easier than cats, but seriously, if I can't get my cat to do what I want him/her to do, then does this mean I shouldn't have kids? The good thing about animals is that they can't talk back to you, but boy, can my cats do whatever the hell they please.

For instance:
1. My cat can get on the counters. Yes, I hate this and yes it annoys me, but the only remedy I have for this is to use the water bottle and spray him off.

2. My cat yells at me for food. I respond by feeding him/her.

3. My cat stays out past his curfew. I stay up late and wait for him to come home.

4. My cat takes up more than his share of the bed. I scoot over.

See a pattern here??? Maybe I am just a push over......

Twinkies Musings

Sorry I haven't posted for a few days, I was unplugged when the twinkies were visiting. You know, kids say some funny stuff.

Mickey: Remember when I fell on your floor?
Me: Yes.
Mickey: Now I have a scarf on my chin. (he meant scar)

Minnie: Uncle B, why does Aunt S have so much hair and you don't? (now, that is good!)

Mickey: Brown people speak Mexican. (can't remember the context of the conversation, but he knows this b/c of Dora)

Mickey: As he is wearing his KSU hat on Thursday, a man in the store said Go Wildcats! Mickey responded: Today is a big day! (funny he said this b/c he had absolutely no idea how important the game was, but Uncle D kept telling him how important the game was)

We were eating dinner and Minnie was telling Mickey how when you eat your stomach gets bigger and bigger and that is how you grow. Well, I couldn't let them be totally dumb, so I explain how food travels through your body, ending up as waste (Ok, I said poop). Once I said poop, they bust out laughing uncontrollably. About 5 minutes later, Minnie excuses herself, goes to the bathroom, and begins yelling at Mickey how "it works!". She put the food in her mouth, it went through her body and now she pooped. I stopped there, they didn't need to know that it takes hours.

Seriously Jesse

It ticks me off that not too long ago I had a post titled, Seriously Tiger, and now I have to address yet another marriage going down the tubes.

Dear Jesse:

I realize I don't personally know you (or Sandra), however, I think it is ridiculous that you would even show your face on the red carpet after you chose a skank over Sandy. Why steal some of her thunder? Why allow her to publicly embarrass herself by professing her love to you on stage and for the world to see? How cruel can a person be? I was very sad when your dog, Cinnabun ran away, and was happy when she was returned to you, however, I hope she runs far away from you and tears your heart out just as you have done to Sandra.

Signed,

Never was your fan

Happy St. Patty's Day!!

I am not doing anything eventful other than sitting in my office in a green skirt!! Woo hoo!

I was just thinking about this jerk in law school that basically told me I was an idiot because I told him I wasn't Irish. Just to be clear, I AM an idiot, but not for that reason!!

Let me be clear:

red hair + green eyes + Irish name DOESN'T make me Irish!!

STOP READING IF YOU ARE EATING!!

For an "interesting" St. Patty's experiment, eat blue corn chips and tell me what you see the next day when, uh hum, you fully digest the chips.

Happy Birthday Charley!!

I thought I got my car on the 17th of March, but apparently it was on the 16th, as this morning I received a call from my friendly car salesman. Who am I kidding, it was a recording, however, it was a nice reminder.

Still love my car today as much as when I got it. She needs a little nip/tuck (scratches buffed out) here and there, but overall, she is holding up really well. Thanks for getting me where I need to go and most of all for not talking back!!

Time, Slow Down!!

March 11, 2010 - the Twinkies are 5 years old!! I can't believe it has been five years since they were born, but really, Minnie talks like she is 10 and Mickey thinks he is old enough to own a gun and drive.

Minnie has matured so much in the past year, so much that she thinks that today, on the day she turns 5, she gets to automatically go to Kindergarten, however, she also believes that she doesn't have to attend school on her birthday (well, it IS a holiday she rationalizes). She is in love with an older boy that lives across the street from Grammie and Poppa, and gets very jealous when she doesn't get the attention she deserves. Minnie is a bright little girl who I believe will be very witty.

Mickey (I am sure before long he will make me quit calling him Lukey and require me to stick with Luke), who only a few years ago made me call him "Son" and was not interested at all in boy things, however, in the past few years, he has learned to love all things boy, such as hunting, fishing, getting dirty and riding his bike. Mickey can such a sweet boy, and loves to help, as well as get attention for helping (hmm, sounds like someone else I know!).

I am so blessed to have these little bits in my life and look forward to watching them drive their mother crazy.

Is this Strange?

Why yes, it is. No, I am not that hard up for blog material, this was just a funny occurrence. While at a family function, my sister in law dropped a cigarette and the cat went after it like she wanted to smoke. The cat playing with a cigarette entertained us for a good 5 minutes.

Interesting how family get togethers can lead to such strange entertainment. Here is another example:


At X-mas, granny got a flag pole, Miller's daughter got a hat, and Miller had a few drinks. We ended up with a "hunting" picture.

Movies that make me want to leave

We went to see Brooklyn's Finest last night. Don't worry, I am not going to "spoil" the movie for you, however, I just have to say I cannot stand watching movies that have killing more than a story line. It just made 130+ minutes of evening wasted. However, I did get a good opportunity to witness some great parenting - and that is taking your children ages 4 and approximately 6 to a movie of this caliber. Genius.

Compliments

Some days do you feel cuter than others??? You know, the day your hair is going in the direction you want it to, somehow you have managed to put together a cute outfit and you just feel above par??

Well, this is how I felt on Wednesday, until the ONLY compliment I received was from a homeless man sitting outside the Courthouse. I know this should have made me feel good, however, he really was just buttering me up before asking me for some change. As much as I wanted to pay him for his "compliment" I only had pennies and just ignored him.

Still not sure if I wish he would have kept quiet, or just not asked me to pay him for his compliment. Hmmmmm

Clarification

1. my cat never got very close to my chest.
2. i should have never told this story b/c it is a bit confusing
3. i am not a crazy cat lady
4. i really want a dog.

I Can't Explain It

and my roommate is probably going to wonder why in the hell I am telling everyone this...BUT

My baby kitty, Jordy, has recently started trying to milk me. What!!??! you ask? Well, she has been crawling up in my lap and kneading on my arm to the right or left of my mammary glands, then tucks her head right by my mammary gland. (and you know, my mammary glands aren't the most endowed mammary glands....) I just can't bring myself to take a picture and show you. It is the most uncomfortable situation, and yes, I move her, but she has continually done this for the past few days.

I think it is the robe I wear that she likes, and I told my roommate I am going to make him wear the robe to test my theory, but quite honestly, I am not sure if I can test this b/c she is just a momma's girl. She is in my lap every time I am on the couch or in bed watching TV.

Help me, I am really freaked out here!!