Saturday, February 26, 2011

The duet of the cats

This is the best ever!

Friday, February 25, 2011

Bird composers

Someone saw a flock of birds sitting on telephone wires and saw musical notes.

Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.


Common genet

Kudos to the Old Man--the kitty two posts down is a genet.

Genets are relatives of the cat family, found in Europe, Africa, and some places of the Middle East. They're about a foot and a half long, with another foot and a half of tail, and they weigh around five pounds. They're solitary and nocturnal, and live to be about ten to fifteen. They eat pretty much anything smaller than themselves, from smaller mammals to birds and insects to eggs and fruits. Common genets are also known as small-spotted genets or European genets.

This one should be a little bit easier. Anyone know what this animal is? (I think Dubby does.) He's also unbearably cute. Don't worry, they won't all be cute. My next animal lined up is downright silly-looking.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Sunday, February 20, 2011


Since my dad likes guessing games so much, let's see who's the first person who can post a comment telling what kind of animal this is. I would give you a hint, but if I did, that would make it too easy to search Google.

Valentine's Day last week was the best V-Day I've ever had. I went to PT with Jack to play racquetball and as we got back to the truck afterward, Jack said, "Shhh, you hear that? What's that? Stay here!" He ran ahead to the truck, opened the door, and a second later called me to come join him. I was completely oblivious, so I came up and there was a little Valentine's basket on the front seat with candy and a little stuffed puppy that Jack decided to name Boogers. D'awww! When we got home, turns out Boogers had left little Ferrero-Rocher chocolate poops all around. And for dinner, Jack got a heart-shaped pizza from Papa Murphy's.

I've never really liked Valentine's Day, but this is the first time someone's ever actually made me feel special for it before. It was cool! :D

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Work work

I got a car a few days ago. It's a green Subaru Legacy. I love Subarus. :) Now I'm happy because I can go places. Consequently, I've finally started seriously applying for jobs. (I was only kind-of looking before.)

I found a couple of freelance editing jobs (yeah, I know, I should have been applying to them while I didn't have a car, but the thought never occurred to me), but I'm really leery about working for someone I've never seen and probably never will see. I especially don't want to send them my personal information, like credit card number and bank information, which they say they require to pay me and to report for tax purposes. I don't like it. Maybe I should apply to McDonald's.

They gave me a church calling last week. Now I'm the new Wolf Den Leader in the Cub Scouts. I wasn't happy about it at first because I kind of wanted to teach the young women stuff, but then I realized that teenage girls are silly broads that don't want to learn how to be independent anyway. Also, if I told the leaders in the Young Women my ideas and they said, "Oh no, we need to teach these girls to be more spiritual, so we can only ever discuss eternal marriage," then I'd probably get really mad.

Besides, little boys like juggling. I can juggle.

The other day, I was talking with a friend of mine who I taught to juggle. Apparently he's been getting so many gigs as a clown at birthday parties that he's starting his own business now. I'm so proud!

Thursday, February 3, 2011


My mom always taught me that it's really important to say you're sorry. I'm starting to learn what that means.

Whenever I do something that hurts or offends someone, they get upset with me. I say I'm sorry, they accept my apology, and life goes on.

Whenever someone else does something that hurts or offends me, I get upset. They get defensive and angry. I end up saying I'm sorry, they accept my apology, and life goes on.

Does anything here seem wrong to you?

The alternative, I guess, would be people like that deciding not to hang around me anymore. I'm starting to wonder whether that would really be such a bad thing.

Note: This post was not brought on by any argument with my husband. For the record.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011


We finally got Blitzkrieg neutered today. So far, I can't tell which he's more indignant about, the neutering or the "buster collar," which I always called a cone, but I guess I was wrong.

He didn't have the collar on when the vet brought him out to us, and when we slid it on over his head (we had to finagle his big ears a little bit), he glared at us with eyes that said, "I may be little and drugged, but someday I will kill you and everything you hold dear." When he's not awkwardly tiptoeing his way around trying to find his balance without his little puppy ballsack and trying to figure out why his field of vision is suddenly much narrower and why he can't fit under the computer desk or walk close to walls and corners anymore, he's alternately glaring at us and standing with his head as close to the floor as he can droop it before the collar stops him.

Poor puppy!

PS: I found a new record today. I'm still looking for cars, especially Subarus because I love them, and I keep finding ones with sick amounts of miles on them, often in excess of 200,000. Today I found one with somewhere around 350,000 miles on it. Still running. Yeah. Subarus are awesome.