Sunday, February 19, 2006

Friday, February 17, 2006

The Reason We're Alive.

Ok, so maybe I'm exaggerating, but I mean it comes close. Every year just a couple of days after Valentine's Day the most wonderful thing happens. Drug stores take down their Valentine candy and fill their shelves with a beautiful purple bag.

Today, I went into Walgreen's. A young manager was stocking the shelves with Easter candy.
Me: Where are the Cadbury Mini Eggs?
Manager: Right here. (points to Cadbury Eggs)
Me: No, Mini eggs, they come in a purple bag. (duh)
Manager: Oh, we must not have those yet.
Me: (pushing back my tears) But it's been 3 days since Valentine's.

I start to look through the boxes of candy he has yet to open.

Me: Can you open this please? (pointing to the box containing my prize)
Manager: Oh, is this what you were looking for?

I grab them and run to the register.

To this day, I have yet been able to figure out why they only come out once a year. I would be just as happy with Cadbury Mini Pumpkins, Trees, or Hearts. Why do they limit themselves to only eggs? Why?

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Our trouble with the sink.

Yesterday, I caught myself trying to put the jar of peanut butter in the sink instead of the cabinet. A couple of days ago, Nathan asked me why I had put the butter in the sink. He said he'd accidentally done the same thing earlier that day. Seriously, what is that about?

Saturday, February 11, 2006

Friday Night Excitement.

I've obviously been without much to do tonight, because this is my third post...... Nathan had band rehearsal, so I rented a movie he wouldn't enjoy and hung out at home. There is almost always someone here, so I welcome alone time.

This a picture of my two love bugs from earlier tonight.


So, I may have entered Isabell into the kitten wars not that I want to encourage feline rivalry... http://kittenwar.com/kittens/55728/

Now, I just have to figure out how to get her to stay in the sink long enough for me to take a picture. www.catsinsinks.com

P.S. Is it sad that I get excited when a spell check finds no errors?

Friday, February 10, 2006

Swiffer It.

Tonight, I opened the closet to hang up my coat. This is what I saw. Can you guess who put the Swiffer away today?

The reason "soda" makes me uncomfortable.

I realized after my "soda" post that people who aren't from the South might not understand why it's such a big deal. I just wanted to clarify...

When dining out in the South you may hear someone ask a waiter, "What kind of coke do you have?" This is not because there are special varieties of Coke. It's because that's what all "sodas",if you will, are called, whether you want Dr. Pepper, Sprite, Pepsi, etc.

So, when a "Northerner" meets up with someone from the South they will often...actually make that always be given a very strange, uncomfortable look if they say the words "soda", "cola", or "pop." Ew, especially "pop."

Monday, February 06, 2006

Super Kittens

I was off of work on Saturday, which was a big deal because it seems like it's been forever since I've been both off of work and healthy. (Nathan and I have been sick for the past week or so.) Anyway, so I was really pumped to go to bed on Friday night. I love going to bed and not setting an alarm and not stressing over the time and the fact that I can still see the red numbers burning into my brain because my eyes are still open. I can watch Conan in peace and doze off at my own leisure.

Saturday, we woke up and had tea and toast in bed. The tea made me want to clean house. That lasted about as long as the caffeine. Then we decided to get a kitten. I have seen so many ads for kittens up until the point that it's actually possible (meaning Nathan is up for it) to get one. I could not find any free kittens. They are like $90 to adopt. Yes, they do come with shots, tests and eventually that pays for a hysterectomy. However, I was thinking we could pay for it gradually, kind of like a credit card, you know as she needs something we'll have it done. (My parents are shaking their head's at me right now, I can feel it.) (They should know that I'm obsessed with getting kittens and will stop at nothing.) So, we drove around to various grocery stores and pet shops looking for ads. Nothing! I was really hoping to return home with a little sister for Isabell. I had even brought a towel to rub the mommy cat with so the kitten would be able to smell her for a couple of days. (I've heard you're supposed to do this.) When I got the towel I told Nathan it would be sad to return home with an empty towel. And well, yes it was.

Sunday, was the Super who gives a crap Bowl, please forgive my language. Isabell and I chose to watch the puppy bowl on Animal Planet, instead. Sure it wasn't that much different, a bunch of dogs running on a field licking themselves, but these dogs were a lot cuter. And I must say the kitty halftime show was waaaay better than the Rotting...I mean... Rolling Stones.

In between all of the kitten drama, we had our friends Josh and Christina over to play some serious card games. Another sign that we've reached the next age group, I'm obsessed with playing cards with other couple friends.

We had a great weekend minus the not getting a kitten part.

I also found two websites that I can't get enough of: http://catsinsinks.com/

The second one promotes favoritism among kittens. Being the pathetic softy that I am it makes me sad to choose which kitten is the cutest. So, they have all been a draw so far. (And yes, I've submitted Isabell's picture, duh.) http://kittenwar.com/

On another cat note, Nathan just left and Isabell is standing at the door meowing incessantly. Favoritism. I hate it. Instead, I choose to believe she has an appointment and I'm making her late by not opening the door.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

An Old Stereotype Proves True!

Tonight I went to the grocery store in search of food. I was trying to figure out what type of flour was used to make the whole grain bread I was eyeing when a cop walked up. He looked around a bit as he reached for a bag of chocolate covered donuts. Then I looked around hoping someone else had seen it.