It's been a bit...sorry about that. I've been trying to be a big girl, and learning to let go. Let go of The Teenager, who is growing so fast and, between Honors classes and friends and Facebook and Track and Guitar and and and....well, I am only really guaranteed to see him when I pick him up from Track practice on Saturday at noon. Other than that, he's but a blur....
...unless he's unconcious....
I know it's good for him to be out and about, creating his own separate and happy life. It's good. It's normal. It's healthy. It's to be expected. Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!
(I need a moment.....)
*sob*
*hiccup*
OK...I'm back. So along with that little heartbreak, we've been working diligently with a local cat rescue (catsforadoption.org) to capture, spay/neuter, and find homes for our kitty cat colony members. Our community doesn't allow us to feed outside kitties anymore (strictly enforced as of today, May 1), so we've been desperate to catch them and find them homes before the mean community manager fines us.
Along the way, since it's kitten season, we lost a few to illness and fights...very sad...but we got 14 off the streets...and that's pretty good. Tonight we captured the very last little girl, Marilyn:
So happy for them -- but a lil sad to think their little furry faces won't be there when I come home from work each night.
Oh, and I'm working - did I mention? Yay for great new insurance and added cash-ola. Boo to not so much time with HWK and The Teenager!
Anywho...cannot be a fair-weather blogger. I'll be better. Especially since my nest of human and furry babies is fast empty-ing.....waaaaah! Seriously, the nest is beginning to feel empty...and we've already threatened death and dismemberment if The Teenager has children before 30 (well, HWK says he can date when he's 35...I'm a bit more lenient). I know...not realistic...just let us be in our little bubble of denial just a bit longer....
Perhaps I'll re-do the aforementioned nest...drag out the sewing machine and make curtains...finally paint the livingroom...trim the rosebushes...
Hmmm...or I could just watch a movie on HWK's new toy: 60 inch HD/3D TV...he's been kicking butt at work, so it's his pre-football self-present. It makes our old one look like a midget. I do have to admit (although I've already expressed my horror at the sheer size of it), it is awesome for movies!! That reminds me -- as soon as football starts, I'll have to remember to dust and water HWK.
...but for right now I'm going to go hug The Teenager...and make him promise to text me at least once a day....waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!
...unless he's unconcious....
I know it's good for him to be out and about, creating his own separate and happy life. It's good. It's normal. It's healthy. It's to be expected. Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!
(I need a moment.....)
*sob*
*hiccup*
OK...I'm back. So along with that little heartbreak, we've been working diligently with a local cat rescue (catsforadoption.org) to capture, spay/neuter, and find homes for our kitty cat colony members. Our community doesn't allow us to feed outside kitties anymore (strictly enforced as of today, May 1), so we've been desperate to catch them and find them homes before the mean community manager fines us.
Along the way, since it's kitten season, we lost a few to illness and fights...very sad...but we got 14 off the streets...and that's pretty good. Tonight we captured the very last little girl, Marilyn:
So happy for them -- but a lil sad to think their little furry faces won't be there when I come home from work each night.
Oh, and I'm working - did I mention? Yay for great new insurance and added cash-ola. Boo to not so much time with HWK and The Teenager!
Anywho...cannot be a fair-weather blogger. I'll be better. Especially since my nest of human and furry babies is fast empty-ing.....waaaaah! Seriously, the nest is beginning to feel empty...and we've already threatened death and dismemberment if The Teenager has children before 30 (well, HWK says he can date when he's 35...I'm a bit more lenient). I know...not realistic...just let us be in our little bubble of denial just a bit longer....
Perhaps I'll re-do the aforementioned nest...drag out the sewing machine and make curtains...finally paint the livingroom...trim the rosebushes...
Hmmm...or I could just watch a movie on HWK's new toy: 60 inch HD/3D TV...he's been kicking butt at work, so it's his pre-football self-present. It makes our old one look like a midget. I do have to admit (although I've already expressed my horror at the sheer size of it), it is awesome for movies!! That reminds me -- as soon as football starts, I'll have to remember to dust and water HWK.
...but for right now I'm going to go hug The Teenager...and make him promise to text me at least once a day....waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!
