Posts Tagged ‘kittens’

damn it feels good to be a gangster

26 November 2008

or: Things I Am Thankful For 2008


1. Lil G
Most adorable niece ever.  Seriously.  She never ceases to amaze me, and is a pretty smart little girl.  I just want to spoil her, more so than she already is.  Plus, she gets bonus points for knowing all of the words to Rhianna’s “Umbrella” — as tired of the songs as you might be, it’s so worth hearing over and over again with this amazing 3 year old singing.

img_48282. My Momma
If you’ve ever wondered where my dorkiness comes from, yeah here’s it is.  All from mom.  She’s perfectly okay with it too.. which is awesome.  She feels the need to let me know whenever she sees a monkey, and is constantly sending me Get Fuzzy comics or lolcats.  And while some moms steal their children’s instruments because of the noise… my mom stole my electric guitar and my electric bass (which I stole from my brother) so she could play them.  Every Sunday she rocks out in her church’s praise band.. and yes, she does jump and play barefoot.  Pretty awesome for a grandma.

timmy3. Timmy!
Despite the typical older brother things (see: punching, headlocks, wrestling, cracked noses), my brother is really important to me.  I mean, yeah.  (see: the wench)  I still look up to him a lot.  And if I’m going to go shopping with anyone, Timmy is among my first choices.  I like his style, and he tends to find good things for me.  I don’t always agree with things he’s doing, or some of his choices… but I love my bubby.  And hopefully within a year’s time we’ll have similar tattoos (cherry blossoms).

family4. Dad, Cynthia & the girls
Actually.. I want to say, I am amazingly thankful for Cynthia.  She is a blessing to our family.  Other than Karen, my late stepmom, I can’t think of another woman to join our family and help raise my sisters.  Her humor works really well with dad’s — so that’s been great for him.  She’s well traveled, and sees the importance of a good education and higher education (meaning my sisters might be convinced to go to college even more so). She’s taken on a lot — never been married and now she’s got 4 girls at home, two adult children and a grandchild.  She’s pretty amazing in my eyes.  And as always, I’m thankful for the love and care that my dad gives me.  And I’m growing to appreciate my younger sisters more and more.

5. Family in general
My whole family is awesome — and I’m thankful for all of them… all of the grandparents (5 grandmas and 4 grandpas)… the aunts and uncles… all the cousins… I’ve got a pretty awesome and very supporting family and that’s been amazing.

6. My job
While I could do without the data entry and some of the tediousness.. I am indeed thankful for a full time job with benefits where not only am I paid well, but I’m appreciated.  I’ve got a boss who’s really understanding and actually is concerned about me and my goals outside of the facility.  Not many people are this lucky right out of school.  Plus, having a nice income with few bills.. well… my wardrobe, entertainment, and video game budget has definitely increased.  (I get to play with lasers and liquid nitrogen. bonus.)

7. The amazing group of people I call my friends
Seriously.  I feel pretty lucky.  I don’t even think I could name them all.  There have been a select few who have really been there for me and have seen me at my best and worse, and yet they still love me.  Two in particular I practically see as sisters now: Chrizzle and Mennogirl.  They’re pretty amazing.  And I’ve got my uber spectacular group of GC Kids whom I love and miss.  There’s my work friends (George whom I enjoy our evening walks to the train; and Dani and Meaghan who can only be described as wonderfully zany).  Topping everything off with some really amazing people who I’ve met recently — most of whom I’ve met thanks to Dan and Adam… The potluck group… The awesome folk of the reading band and the Mucca Pazza memebers I’ve been lucky enough to get to know… I’ve really got an amazing group of people in my life right now.  (Who else would put up with velociraptor attacks and nonstop dorky nerdom?)

8. The Kits.
Crazy as they may be… I love Tuija and Kaija.  They are just awesome little wonderpets.  Psycho little wonderpets sometimes… but awesome.  Two kittens are a bit much, but it wouldn’t feel right only having one of them.  Definitely a package deal.  And I’m appreciating how they’re morphing into cats and are enjoying a good cuddle.

9. Buffalo/Hot wings.
you taste so good.  there needs to be more of you in my life.


status update (or: back rub fail.)

14 November 2008


my kittens have a serious case of the crazies.

26 October 2008

I woke up this morning to find that my kitchen floor had been replaced by mounds of shredded paper towel.

(I was actually kind of wondering when they were going to perform some sort of classic pet destruction. Some thing that could be captioned.)

These kittens don’t even play innocent. They were still attacking the bits of paper as I was attempting to clean up. I, unfortunately, didn’t seize the opportunity and grab my camera to document their first large scale terror.

Anyway, not 2 minutes after I had thrown out all of the paper towel bits and what was left of the roll… Tuija proceeded to horf. Luckily, the kleenex box is still in tact, so I was able to easily take care of the kitty vomit.

As any pubescence experience, the awkward phase between kitten and cat has left my kitties with two modes: sleep/cuddle/love and RUNRUNRUNRUNATTACKRUNRUNATTACKAHHHHHHH!!!!NINJA!!!

though I hate a third post…

21 October 2008

everything has been too serious here today…

so this is justifiable and called for in every way…

Unicorn & Kittens

Unicorn & Kittens

the daily habituals…

17 October 2008
morning routine - xkcd

morning routine - xkcd

So… I’ve actually been thinking of my morning routine for a few weeks now…. and I decided to share it (along with my whole day) with you. (aw, yay. .. right?)


    1. 6:13a – alarm goes off, I’m either out of bed already, or debating whether to pull my comforter over my head…
    2. Shower — hot, steamy goodness.  5-20minutes.  depends on how I feel.
    3. sitting at either my computer or my laptop (in the living room), checking the weather, email, facebook, the interblags, and possibly watching the last Daily Show on hulu.
    4. somewhere near 7a – get dressed.
    5. dental hygiene, hair, make up.
    6. grab lunch, take vitamins (if I remember), pack bag
    7. shoo kittens out of my room, turn off my music, put on shoes
    8. leave for work — 4 El stops.
    9. ~8a – Work.  Work. Lunch.  Work.  Interblags.  Work.
    10. ~5p – leave work — ride the El with George.  (I do actually look forward to this)
    11. ~5:25p – arrive home.
    12. Kittens, foodstuff, interblags, reading, random mild debauchery, maybe a movie…. chaos and whatnot.
    13. turn on music, dental hygiene, change into my peejays, go to bed…
    14. 1 hour later… kick kittens out of my bed room
    15. fall asleep.

      wake up, See Weekday# 2, 3, get dress about 30-40 minutes later (sometimes longer), 5, 12, 12, 12 (probably with friends), 13, 14, 15

      You also have to throw in random things like:
      dancing, calling mom, talking with Chrissy, dancing, velociraptor attacks, and lot of randomness with various friends who are awesome, reading band once a month (started by Mucca Pazza), non-profit planning meeting (started by the reading band), more dancing, meandering around the city, and (hopefully) potlucks on sunday*

      Yep.  That’s pretty much it.

      *I’ve only been to one.  Had a superb time.  Hoping to attend more.

      kitten liberation 2008

      30 September 2008


      Last Friday it was decided that I should release my kittens from their confines and let them run loose through the apartment.

      It hasn’t been bad.
      Lucyfur is still getting used to them, but well, as long as they give each other space things seem to be going all right.  Tuija and Kaija are enjoying the larger territory.  Also, they’re enjoying their other toys I had purchased for them, but didn’t want to keep in my room.

      Their food bowls (which we’re trying to keep Lucy out of) and litterbox have been moved out of my bedroom, and I’ve begun sleeping in my own bed again.

      Sadly, but not related to the kittens new freedom, I’ve acquired more scratch marks.  I’ve got five scratches on my thigh, a perfect paw mark, from a blocked jump by Tuija… and a couple from last night when she decided to use my shin as a spring board…

      Generally Amusing Kitteny Things:

      • They’re getting better at this whole “cuddling” thing, and are learning to sit still… for a bit
      • They are so easily distracted.
      • The “I just woke up please love me” look
      • When they discover they have a tail — seriously, watching a kitten spin around until they’re too dizzy, only to have them spin again in the opposite direction… minutes of entertainment.
      • Their general chattiness.  Sometimes I think Tuis just likes the sound of her own voice.
      • They’re just so cute!  seriously.
      • This morning, when Tuija burrowed through some blankets and pillows on my chair…
      • Kaija really likes to burrow under blankets with me…

      Less than Amusing Kitteny Things:

      • Kaija is generally burrowing to attack me.
      • Their strange obsession with chewing on my toes.
      • Their strange obsession with chewing on my papers.
      • They will occasionally hide one of my shoes under my dresser… where they’ve been chewing on it.
      • Attempting to eat my food off my plate as I’m holding it.
      • Amazingly sharp claws (which I should trim.. soon)

      Overall though, I think the cute and fluffy factor wins out.

      my kittens have a serious case of the noms.

      25 September 2008
      Tuija & Kaija

      Tuija & Kaija

      So a month ago I added two little terrified bundles of fuzzy adorableness to my life in the form of 12-13 week old rescued kittens, sisters.  (Originally to be named Åsa and Lempi — but now are Tuija and Kaija.)

      When I received the kittens, Kaija (my white & black kitten) had just gotten over having tape worm… and both of them had really mild cases of ringworm.  Because ringworm can be contagious and can even spread from animal to human, the kittens were put in quarantine in my room.  I was told this would last 15 days.

      They received their medication and the ringworm (which you can sort of see the small patches on their noses) went away pretty quickly.  However, the kittens have yet to go back to the vet to get their check up so I can release them from my room.  My neighbor, who arranged for me to take the kittens, hasn’t yet followed through with arranging their next vet trip (she said she would find someone who would give me a break on the cost since they were rescued).  So, the kittens have been confined to my bedroom for a month.  I’ve been sleeping in the living room on a small studio sofa — rather than my nice full sized bed with tempur-pedic memory foam topper.

      At first the kittens were really shy and timid.  Not the case any more.  Well, okay, so they’re still a bit shy around new people.  Tuija will warm up quicker to new people, mainly because she is a love-whore and if someone’s willing to show her some affection or play with her, she approves.  On the average day, though, it’s just me and the kits.  This generally consists of Tuis being extremely vocal about everything, and both of them running around my room (which is increasingly seeming smaller and smaller) terrorizing everything in their paths.

      A couple weeks ago, Kai started biting.  Mostly my toes and fingers.  Now, both kittens have taken to chewing on things.  Mostly papers.  Receipts, notes, the calendar hanging on the wall, my old lease, and recently as mentioned previously, my book arts supplies.  Tuis has also decided that she likes playing with some of my clothing, even if I’m wearing it.

      It’s been an adventure this past month.  One friend suggested stapling the kittens as a solution to their bedroom terrorism.  Probably not necessary.  They’re terribly cute and fluffy, so it’s hard to stay mad at them.  However, I feel that the kittens will need to get their official approval to have free range over the apartment (probably start harassing our other cat, Lucyfur) and so I can get my bedroom back.  Nothing like an overly friendly kitten when you’re trying to entertain a guest.

      Turning your Wednesday into a Monday, a narrative…

      24 September 2008

      So, typically (at least in some popular media), Monday is typically the worse day of the week.
      It’s what we dread.  Or at least are told to.

      Now, I don’t dread Wednesdays.  Nor do I really dread Mondays either…
      However, this morning, this Wednesday morning, was slightly less than ideal.

      Last night I decided to head into the City of Wind and check out an open mic night with a friend.  I hadn’t planned on staying in the Northern Territories that evening anyway, but my original plans were canceled and I didn’t really feel like staying home.
      Regardless of going out — which I did return by 12:30a — that’s not what tipped the dominoes and toppled my morning.

      My roommate, who generally showers in the evenings, beat me to the bathroom this morning.  My alarm hadn’t even gone off by the time she was in there.  So, rather than starting at my normal time, I was pushed back a bit.  This has happened before, and generally does not result in me being late.  I actually allow for a bit more time in the morning just in case this happens.

      After my shower, I was mentally and nearly physically going through my entire woredrobe trying to find something I deemed suitable to wear for work (this is while trying to take care of two kittens).  This isn’t a jeans and t-shirt job.  Even though my boss wears jeans almost every day, I still have to dress “business casual” (though I am known to slack, jeans and a nice, clean shirt work for me).  Typically, I’m dressed by 7a — today, I didn’t even start putting clothes on until 7:15a.

      Typically, again, I leave the apartment just after 7:30a, which allows me to saunter down to the train station to make the 7:41a Purple northbound.  However, the kittens being the adorable fuzzy demon children they are, I found myself continually moving books and important papers, along with removing them from my desk.  However, today the kittens decided to sample my book arts materials, more importantly, the paste paper I had made during my last undergraduate class ever.  My kittens have a serious case of the noms.

      After putting away my bag of book arts supplies, I was able to leave home at 7:50a.  Being stalled slightly by a fellow passenger who decided to block the first turnstile while also being an obstacle for the other, I made it to the platform just after the train pulled away (the one after the 7:41).  It was after 8a when the next train came.  I am supposed to unlock the facility doors at 8a.

      By the time all of this is done and I finally make it into the office, it’s nearly 8:30a.

      Each one of these events wouldn’t normally be enough to make me late, but for whatever reason whatever deity or force you or I believe in decided that they all needed to occur this morning.  And since I was out the night before, my mind is telling me that I was irresponsible and shouldn’t have gone out on a work night.  However, I know completely that my going to the open mic with my friend played little impact on me being late to work.

      So, basically, this is just a rant of my morning.