*nose boop*

to lighten the mood

May you find peace, Mary

I found out this morning that a very dear friend decided to end her life last night by walking in front of a train. I've known Mary since around 1995, when she came to work at one of my company's nursing homes in Arkansas. She and I just clicked right away. We would both bemoan the lack of good men, and had the running joke that why couldn't the other one of us be a man or both of us become lesbians, because we would be perfect for each other, except we both wanted our partner to have a penis.

We had lost touch with each other a year after I had moved to Tennessee. A position had come open in the corporate office, Mary had applied, but didn't get it after thinking she had it in the bag, so she left the company and cut all ties. She had come back to the company a couple of years ago, and we had started getting close again.

And now she's gone. I will never hear her voice on the other end of the phone. Or get an email from her. We'll never go out for a beer together again. I'm sad and I'm angry.

Mary, your hair is perfect. I'm going to miss you so much. Aaaa-ooooooooo! I will always think of you when I hear this song.

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo

He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
You better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London
Draw blood Aaaa-ooooooooo

Werewolves of London

I got a package!

Yay! When I got home, and looked to see where DS had put today's mail, I saw a big box! The excitement was building as I tried to tear into the box. After I finally get it open, my first thought was "you bitch!" Carey sent me a friggin' unicorn as part as my "prize" for her bloggy contest. Since there was also a cute card, a sucker, and a box of nuts & chews, I will let her live.

*smooch*

Thanks, sweetie!

Name change!

Captain Blade is now Stinkerbelle!



What are you looking at?


Unnh! My head hurts!


Look into my eyes... you will let me do what I want...you will feed me now...I will be sleeping on your bed...you will be sleeping else where... bwahahaha!


No more pictures!

Worst.Night.Of.Sleep.EV.AH!

Because I was feeling guilty about Cappy staying shut up in the little bathroom all day, and all night, and only getting out for a short time in the evenings, I decided last night to take her upstairs with me. I go into the bedroom, shut the door, take her into the bathroom with me, and put her down. As I'm getting ready for bed, she's exploring my bathroom. I leave the light on in the second half of the room, leave the door cracked, and go to bed. After laying there for a couple of minutes, I hear Cappy meow a couple of times - it's that "I'm lonely and I need something" meow. I get up, go in the bathroom and don't see her. (Note to self: expand on the disappearing cat bit later) She meows again, and I discover she's already in the bedroom. I go back in there, and she ducks under the bed. OK, fine, stay there. Turn off the light, get back in bed, and she gives me that same meow again within a minute. Get back up, turn on the light, and see her at the foot of the bed. Pick her up, put her on the bed, off with the lights, and lay down. For the next three hours, I was pounced on constantly. She kept batting at me, and jumping all over the bed. After she kept pricking me on the legs (to declaw or not?), I finally pulled the sheet over me for some protection. HA! She crawled under the sheet so she could continue attacking my bare legs. Finally, at 2:30, I took her back downstairs and put her back in that bathroom so I could actually sleep. Then my son decides to wake me up at 6:30.

Remind me again why I ever thought having anything living in the house with me was a good idea? (Child or cat, your choice)

The disappearing cat: I had mentioned on OT how, on the first night, she "disappeared", and we couldn't find her, until finally I found her behind the dryer. Last night, I had let her out of the bathroom so she could start to learn the house. She went upstairs, and had hid in the closet in Clint's bathroom. I got her out of there, and then shut all the doors upstairs. I really didn't think she would start exploring the WHOLE house that quickly. She hung out on the stairs for a while. I wasn't really concerned about her whereabouts for a while. Then I decided to look for her. (I had also blocked off the entry to the laundry room.) Couldn't find her at all. Clint was asleep on the loveseat, so I didn't really look over in that area very much. After about an hour, Clint woke up and discovered that she was on the love seat with him. She starts exploring again, and next thing I know, she's found out that there is a gap between my stove and the baseboard thingy. I was not aware of this. It took a long time to coax her out from there.