The nature of cats

 

Adorable one minute

 

 

 

 

I'm going to eat your face off the next.

And you are?

I have a wedding reception to attend this evening and so I was getting gussied up.  First I had to step over Chester as he was laying in front of the shower door. 
He looked at me but didn't seem to mind the intrusion.

I washed and conditioned my hair and then I looked down.
And what to my myopic eyes did appear?
Something that looked like a small black spider.

I have a truce with spiders and so there was no screaming and fleeing with water droplets flying.  I bent over to try and ascertain if it really was a spider. 

I then said, "If you are a spider and you are NOT dead, you better get out of here."
Chester got up and walked away.

I always figured he thought he was a cat.
Seems he fancies himself a spider.
Good thing I have a truce with them then.

And this is why...

You take a before photo.

Doesn't look like much, but you should have seen it!

 

 Jake told me my little battery powered weed whacker would NOT tackle the over grown jungle that was my patio.  But I wanted to BBQ and you can't do that in knee high grass, right?

 

Jake told me to have Stavo bring his gas powered monstrosity. He said it had the power to take care of my jungle. 

 

Pshaw I say to that.  Never under estimate the power of a woman who wants to BBQ and is not content to wait for some man with his high powered, noxious fume belching machine.

(Not that Stavo would not have done it but he works 70 hours a week.)

 

So with my little weed whacker in hand I had to try. 

It worked well enough to BBQ.

When Stavo has time and brings the high powered machine I'm sure it will work better but for now this will suffice.

Happy Mom's Day

My Mom's Day was fantastic.

"Wait, she posted that at 6:30 am Sunday morning...what?"

Scratch your head no more, I will explain.

My kids know that Sunday is sacred to me.  It is my time to be alone and recharge for the next week so one of the gifts they gave me was to celebrate Mom's Day on Saturday.

On Saturday morning the boys came over and we went to coffee. 

It is a Saturday ritual that I love.

The pup with the cone of shame says 'Seriously?' 

Each of the pictures has a cute saying.

And I got a weed whacker.  It is battery powered. 

The boys said that it is Mom proof. 

Now I have a battery powered mower AND a batter powered whacker. 

The HOA will love me this year.

 

Then after all the manly yard work has been done they gave me:

Shae butter lotion and a sea salt scrub. 

It will have me back to womanly loveliness in no time.

Or at least the sweat will be washed off.

Jess and Stavo stopped by later that afternoon and this was my surprise. 

 

Filled with all kinds of flavorings for my casein cakes.

I asked for lemon extract and I got heaven.

But wait, there's more

A turtle holding a bamboo shoot and that little red blotch is a ladybug. 

How cute is that?

All in all I would say it was a win for this mom.

My Mom

What can I say...

My mom clung to me when I was strong.
She abandoned me when I was not.

She needed to survive.
I get that.
Sad, that.

What can I say mom,
  I love you but...

Mom Day continues

The boys descened.

They were going to decomision the swamp tomorrow.
Today was hot and they came today.

Not 80.  Awesome

They also fixed the back gate.

I have the best kids.  I will never know what I did to deserve them, but I will take it.

sMom Day and Cup Cakes

For sMom Day my sDaughter gave me...

Individual serving bags of broccoli and White Chocolate Wonder. 

It is a flavored peanut butter and it is delicious.

 

I used it to top my cup cake.

It is a Casein cake but instead of cooking it in a bowl I used a cup. 

Topped it with Walden Farms zero calorie caramel sauce

 and on top of that the white chocolate wonder. 

I found a dark chocolate peanut butter too. I am going to try that next. 

I think it would be more visually pleasing

 

Why the seeming odd gifts? 

Since we started eating a more healthy diet

we have discovered a whole new world. 

It has been fun sharing this with her.

Well, alrighty then...

The Blogess had a link.
I followed the link and I think it is worth the read.
I haven't even read part one...Part two is...wow.

I felt I hit bottom this last year.

The threat of losing Chester and then all the dead people.
 Brother, Niece, Uncle, Sister in Law.
My world was not a good place. People I assumed would support me, did not. Alliances that should have been dissolved, reigned supreme. My voice did not matter. Life sucked.

Check out the link.  It is about depression.
It is long, but worth the read.  If you have never been depressed it gives you insight into what it is like.

If you have been depressed it gives a whole new meaning to that kernel of corn.

http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/

What did you say?

I heard this sentence in the hall at work and I'm puzzled.

"Are you what you are?"

How does one respond to that?

I are not certain. 

I was, but now I am questioning it. 

Why are you asking me this?

I hear the strangest things in the hallway at my work.   A lot of times I will respond even if I'm not part of the conversation.  If you are hollering in the hallway how am I to know that it was not directed at me?

One fellow is famous for this. 

"Yo ho ho," he hollers.  There was some dude at the end of the hall he was yohohoing but I was between him and the dude and so I replied.  "And a bottle of rum."  He has not made eye contact with me since.  There is also a lot less hollering when I'm around.  Win/Win I suppose.

April showers bring more snow in May.

 

Well that doesn't rhyme at all. 

 

 

This is what my yard looked like when I snapped the photo.

By the time I left for work snow covered the car and grass. 

So I'll just sit here and wait for spring. 

 

Still waiting. 

 

Yep, that's me, still waiting.

Camp NaNo - April Edition