Sleeping kittens are the most cuddlesome.
The feral kitten my parents trapped & neutered is SO theirs. She sits on my mom's lap anytime there is a lap. She still gets frantic when she sees her outside buddy (Garfunkle, who my parents have been feeding for 2+ years but can't coax in) but is totally getting into cushy house life. My mom is her security blanket
It tickles me because a) my parents swore off new cats after painfully losing 2 of 4 recently to unexpected and unhappy circumstances b) they totally weren't going to keep her, just get her fixed and shots, c) they are so enjoying it! and d) she's probably Loki's age, so I've got someone to commiserate over feet-biting at 5 am. Except they get up 30 minutes later..
I'm trying not to worry about the election but unsuccessfully.
I want to go to sleep. I have 10 more papers to grade and a little I boy woke from a nap to feed dinner and play more in hopes that he'd sort of sleep in.
I keep saying Weds morning, and then I remember 2000. And have some other really dark thoughts that I'm not ready to commit to text yet, if ever.
Devi just discovered one of the new fake mice and came out yodelling with it in her mouth. Loki is...fascinated. This will be interesting.
I keep saying Weds morning, and then I remember 2000.
::makes sara an extra-sturdy tinfoil hat, pats bench next to her::
We'll be fine. We have to be fine.
The truth is, I can worry forever and it won't change the result. I need to just realize as much as I'd like to control the universe, I simply don't.
I donwanna be a tinfoilhat! But I'm already eyeore, so...
The truth is, I can worry forever and it won't change the result. I need to just realize as much as I'd like to control the universe, I simply don't.
Exactly. Sometimes still hard to go to bed at a reasonable hour, though...
I try to be all zen about those sort of things. But I'm not beyond wishing hard.
I donwanna be a tinfoilhat! But I'm already eyeore, so...
::Pbbbbblllllllllttttttttttt::
Also: I am watching the commercial for the new Vince Vaughn/Reese Witherspoon movie, Four Christmases and it looks like one of the unfunniest movies ever. Thanks be to the movie making fates that I have Australia and Revolutionary Road to look forward to.
How sad is it that I can only find ONE single snapshot of all four of us for Owen's family project next week for school?
We haven't had family photos taken since...well...ever.
Heard a Dar William's song whose opening had a bit too much resonance:
I know change is a bad thing,
it breaks me down into a sorry sad thing,
not some iridescent grateful butterfly.
I resist with defiance,
not the power of a mystic silence.
I will fight the dizzy spiral of goodbye.
And it's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright.
later:
It's a sad and a strange thing, but it's time and I am changing
into something good or bad, well that's your guess.
I'm my own sovereign nation, dedicated to a transformation,
marching on with this target on my chest.
It becomes relationshippy, though if you subtract that out, I still Get It Too Well. [link]
