May 21st, 2002

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Isn't this pretty? I know it's for Christmas but I had to share it with you.

And this is a Happy New Years card, but it's pretty too.

And this one is nicely coloured and I like to do things in threes.
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I'm tired of boring you with complaints about Saida but oh well, here goes. Our at-home vet is here today with her mobile vet hospital. We're fixing the kitten boys and the three boys with heart murmurs, scary. I always worry one of my pals will be the one in a hundred who doesn't make it, maybe the odds are better than that and I'm thinking of bunny neuter odds, sigh. I waited too long to get Moe and Moe fixed, and now they're sprayers and I can't have them with me in my room all the time like I used to, poor guys.

Anyway I needed Saida to be on time today to help me with the cats and the vet. I even asked Esther to come and am paying for two people so we can get a lot done today. I had this feeling they'd be late and last night was a rough one IC-wise for me, so by this morning I was just wiped out and hurting. Of course they weren't here on time so I had to let the vet in my sleep-shirt and round up the cats, then Chippy ran out the door and I had to run out and get him, all the while hoping the vet's assistant wouldn't get an unwanted eye full of my butt.



Saida was supposed to be here at nine, she strolled in at 10:45. Last Sunday she came in a little before twelve and I talked to her about it and she had the lamest excuse. "I had to put oil in my car." "Well, why didn't you do that on your day off?" "I didn't think about it." Lovely. Esther just told me that she had talked to her about it and she was stubborn and defensive and said, she couldn't get here earlier and that's all there was to it. She also said, and this is the most upsetting part, "Ella tiene la solution," which means that if I have a problem with it, I have the solution. Basically if I don't like it, I can fire her. Great. Argh and more arghs. It's funny because when I was talking to Esther I said, "She's so stubborn, you know she acts like a Taurus, like Beau," and then I realized that, wait a second, she is a Taurus. I actually love Tauruses, they're always my best friends, but man can they be stubborn.

If Saida doesn't get it together and get her license back, or be willing to drive again by August, I will definitely have to find someone else because there's no way I can give up having her help driving Beau in the mornings. I get the feeling that she thinks this job is beneath her and if it is, I can understand that, I just wish she'd be honest and let me know that, so she can start looking for something else, and I can start looking for someone to replace her.

I think I'm getting carpal tunnel or some kind of wrist strain action from using the computer so much every day. Ouch it hurts.

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I like this print, it makes me want to make one myself.You know what? I will. I'll make one and then come back and post it. Deal? Deal. Man is it hard to type with a wrist splint on. I guess that's the point. I'll probably strain something else trying to type like this. I so want to rip it off so I can talk to you, grrrrrr. OKay that's it I can't take it, rrrrrip, there, that was the sound of the Velcro straps.

The cats all made it through their neuter surgeries, I'm always so afraid something will go wrong. Myanmar died on Saturday. I can never write about it until at least a couple of days have gone by. I'm glad she has left her body, but I love her and I will miss her so much.

Beau is banging away on his Dance Revolution game pad, and someone, maybe a baby squirrel, is squeaking away in the ficus trees outside my window. It could be rats though. They're everywhere except for here, and this would have to be one of the last places on Earth where they would want to be, considering they'd be torn apart in seconds by a pack of psychopathic felines. I hear them (the rats) squeaking at night outside the back door when I'm in my bathroom. They come to look for pet food snacks when all the activity has died down, and they don't know I'm upstairs with the window open. I feel so sorry for them. The humane rat catch and release people turned out to be jerks, they never came back, so I have to start over again. Either that or I'll have to trap and release them myself. There are just too many and they've taken over the garage, seriously taken over. I'm not looking forward to seeing all of the destruction. We're going to start clearing it out tomorrow. Although I'd rather have the rats be alive and well, warm and full, than have my stuff any day. I love rats. I just need to relocate this group of them so I can use the garage again.

BTW Art Bell has a brand new video of a supposed UFO. It's interesting but I'm not convinced. I want to be, but this isn't the footage that's going to do it. I wonder what it is though. Please go see and then let me know what you think. Oh and while you're there be sure to see the video of the kitty who says hello. I taught my cat Jade to say, ham, when I was in high school.

Have I told you how much I love my little ferret friends?

I'm being good now, I put the brace back on, oof, blee, blick.
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Oh MY God!!!!!!!!!!!! My friend Jen, theolive here on Live Journal, just sent me the most beautiful, beautiful, unbelievably beautiful, drawing/painting/watercolor in all the world, and she says it's me. It's just so beautiful, and I'm so overjoyed, I don't know what to say. I'm so touched I want to cry. I swear this is the prettiest nicest thing anyone has ever given me. Well, at least not since the other gorgeous piece she did for us at Christmas. I am the luckiest girl in the whole world. I have to scan this and show it to. I'm so happy!!!!!

Beau made me a bracelet, my cats survived their surgeries, and my friend made this incredibly beautiful piece of art and says it's a picture of how she sees me. Is this a great world or what?