Blog description:Random postings. Stories about my cats Foot and Ula. Musings that matter maybe only to me. Gripes about work (not many, though). Occasional sense. That might be what's on here. That, or I'll forget it's here.
My blog address: http://MillionaireMatch.com/blog/Silverthorne
I promise I'm not trying to spam the blogs. ;) ¿ Anyway, this is just one of those 'how would this work?' type sketches where I tried to figure out how I'd design a sphynx. It's not the most recent version of it (I worked on it more yesterday after I scanned it at this level--the newer 'version' has a different chest shape and the one hind leg is positioned differently than here). ¿ Not sure how much more I'll mess with it, but I thought I'd share.
Two months ago, I essentially bemoaned the fact that I felt twenty years older than I was and that many of my dreams would never come true (including that ever so elusive relationship one). ¿ ¿ ¿ Today, I feel twenty years younger than I am, and really don't feel rushed to find 'my other half' or that I'm doomed to failure. Rather, it'll happen if and when it should and I should just just enjoy myself. ¿ ¿ ¿ It has now occurred to me that I never act my age. Oh my. *g* ¿ ¿ ¿ Happy New Year, everyone, even if I am a few days late! *g* ¿ ¿ ¿ * ¿ ¿ ¿ ¿
My dad was here for a visit this past week. The cats seemed to like him okay, although Foot surprised me by being more friendly far more quickly then Ula, who was raised by humans. (Foot let him rub her belly after the third day, when Ula was still working on letting him pet her head on the day I had to take him to the airport! heh.)
I don't think I'll ever be able to show how grateful I am for my dad, and ever really be able to take care of him quite as well when he needs me in his older years as he does me. Most of the time he was here, we just sat around and enjoyed each others' company. But he also spent a day with me, my budget and bills, and getting me safely back on track from the multiple emergencies I'd been having since mid-summer. As of now, thanks to him, I am back on track and in good shape, and without him I'd been lost.
If you have a great parent like my dad, or are even lucky enough to have two, no matter your age, I'd like to humbly suggest to thank them at some point soon for all they do. I have one parent like this--the other is on the other end of the spectrum.
And I am just happy that I have at least the one. I'll be missing him until the next time he can visit.
Foot and Ula are doing good (Picture at end of post).
Work is okay--no one is getting laid off, although we do get asked to leave early on some days to avoid going over budget.
I'm having fun on WoW--best 15 dollars I spend each month (I have no life.) My main is up to level 40 now.
My Dad is coming to visit for a week and a half in December, so I'll be taking some much earned vacation.
So, things are mostly okay, except that the brake switch on my car keeps acting up. As of tonight, it's stuck at the parking lot at work (won't start at all) and will have to stay there until I can get the problem fixed.
Unfortunately, funds are *really* tight, so I'm hoping that one of the engineers at work can help me out. Big car bill is out of the question. Getting a new/used car, likewise.
So, reminding myself of the good things in my life, right now, and that work really is in walking distance if it comes to that. It's a little scary, but I'll make it somehow.
Anyhow, have some bookends! Or couch ends. *g* (Taken this past Saturday evening).
Halfway to getting the funds to get Ula back in to the vet. :)
Had my yearly review at work, and got the top most raise amount. Only 3%, but I'm not complaining. :)
I've been watching Ula bathe Foot's head every morning and sometimes at night during feeding time. Foot's been pulling away when that happens, but less each time. Maybe by winter time, they'll be friendly enough to be a little orange and black snuggle ball on cold days.
Haven't really played WoW this week--work has been busier than usual, and I've been pretty tired and braindead when I get home. Also been feeling slightly queasy and headachy, thanks to allergies and other things, so that didn't help matters.
Might make up for it tomorrow though; chores are done for the weekend, and I'll have a second night of nice, uninterrurpted, long sleep before tomorrow.
It's that time of the year when I can leave the windows open for most of the day when I'm home, which I love.
Gave the apartment it's bi-annual seasonal scrubdown, and it's nice and bright and smelling really good.
Thw cats are happily playing with the chirpy bird. Think I'll give them a snuggle and head for bed. Hope everyone is having a good night! :)
And here's a screenshot from my newest 'addiction'. Enjoy.
Well, still working on the whole getting money things, but I took out PTO and I and the vet are going to try and go at this in stages. Overall, Ula is actually acting very well, and like there's not a thing wrong with her, and she's even filling out in her hip cavity a little after she took the deworming drugs (she'd gotten tape worms, yuck.)
So, really not much news, but I do have a picture!
A newly hatched cricket got into the apartment tonight, and both girls went after it! So here is a picture of them...actually cooperating and helping each other out while trying to catch the cricket. :)
Unfortunately, she has a mast tumor (benign at the moment) on her chest. And her bloodwork came back with a possible indication towards liver disease (They'll have to do another test to know for sure).
It's $650 to get what we already know she has taken care of. It's also $650 I don't have ATM. Bad timing on the financial front and all that.
If you guys are the type, could you all put out a good word into the universe for Ula? That the powers that be keep her as healthy as possible until I can get her back in and get this taken care of.
And pray that once it *is* taken care of, she stays healthy.
The girls still aren't best buds, but they're sharing space now, and are chasing each other as opposed to one feeling terrorized all the time. Heck. half the time I can't tell if they're chasing, or playing, and I don't think they can either! *g*
So I head out to get some kitty litter, a few personal supplies and toothpaste for Foot (Although Ula's gonna get her teeth brushed too). Get home, get everything put away, get laundry sorted and started, and go looking for Foot.
I can't find her.
She's not under the bed, under the nightstand, or anywhere else that's a usual 'haha, you can't find me (at least not until you look in a new place!)' spots, of which there are very few left (or so *I* think).
By now, I am calling her name with that frantic tone Moms in a park everywhere get when Jr. disappears over the sunny hillside and out of sight. Ula is also following me around, calling out as well, because, well, obviously Mom is panicking, but she has no idea why.
Then I see the bedskirt move by the foot of the bed. Sure enough, it's Foot. Who has found out that the back part of the chest at the end of the bed is a biiiit higher than the front. Leave it to my first girl to figure these things out.
Needless to say, the teeth brushing is postponed until I've chilled a bit. :)