Love & Loathe – 08/12/10


* The kneading thing that cats do. I don’t care if they do it to a pillow, it’s even kind of cute then. But my stomach or upper thigh? Irritating… and painful. Tug is the biggest violator, and ends up either getting his claws trimmed or heavily smooshed when he tries it.

* That Wrigley discontinued their cinnamon flavored Extra gum. I know. What is my obsession with discontinued things? The thing is, they really did the cinnamon flavor right (strong, with a bit of a kick and the flavor lasted) and, yeah, other companies make cinnamon gum but it’s a pathetic, wimpy cinnamon flavor. Trident, I’m looking at you!

* None of our cats won the calendar contest. Not even as a runner up. Pssshaw! I mean, did you see the picture of all our cats lined up at the door? Who has a picture of 5 cats like that except us? That’s right — no one! The only logical conclusion then is that the contest was obviously rigged! Just like beauty pageants are… not that I’m bitter about that. Not at all. The beauty pageant was 20 years ago. Silly of you to think that I’d be bitter about something from 20 years ago. HA!

Moving on…


* You may recall that at the U2 concert last year, some dude stepped on my flip-flops and broke one of them. I finally decided it was time to replace them, and I found these at Target. They did require a bit of breaking in, and $15 a pair is a little expensive for my budget (buyer’s guilt), but I do have a job now (yay!) (justification!), and they’re now the most comfortable shoes I own. Sunday night when I took them off after the weekend, I morosely proclaimed, “Bye favorite shoes, I’ll see you next weekend!” Yes, I talk to inanimate objects and I love these flip flops!

* I got my annual GYN appointment out of the way this month. At some point I’ll write a post about why I changed GYN’s yet again this year, and why I had to change my GP, whom I loved, in order to change GYN’s. It’s a very convoluted tale, but I’m hoping (as I have the last two years) that I finally found a GYN I can trust. So, the annual is out of the way and next year, because of my age, I get to look forward to a rectal exam — isn’t that nice?

* The two isolated female fish appear to be getting better every day, nearing their D-Day of going back into the big tank. A couple weeks ago, that was a scary thing, but nowadays, things seem to be much, much calmer in the big tank. I attribute that 100% to the mirrors I attached to the side of the tank. The mirror trick apparently works for Tony, too.

* Garden salads. I simply love them.

One Last Thing:

Ummm, who wants some orange juice with their Oreos?



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14 responses to “Love & Loathe – 08/12/10

  1. stacey

    oreos and orange juice seems very wrong…

    cats and beauty pageants so obviously rigged.

    i actually like the kneading as long as i have a nice thick blanket, so claws don’t hit skin. my hubby was asking why do they do this. i said, i think it is because of the kneading as kittens to get milk. so maybe it’s a comfort thing. any official word on that?

  2. grrrace

    god, i HATE the kneading. when steve’s old roomie had a cat, he would break into our room (i’m not kidding. he’d open our door) and then jump on and suckle on my shirt and knead at me. it was the worst. could not keep that damn cat out.

    for some reason at night, he loved me. during the day he wanted nothing to do with me. how freakin weird is that.

    maybe male fish are just vain and like to look at themselves. πŸ˜›

    i bought myself a pair of expensive flip flops, too. they’re so much more comfy than my old ones. i mean, i loved my old navy $1 flip flops, but these make my feet feel much better. hehe.


    • I understand that cat’s obsession. If I were a cat, I would totally break into your room at night and suckle and knead you. Just because I could get away with it then! *tee hee hee*

      I don’t know what the deal is with that mirror and that fish. Weirdo. He’s an abusive weirdo.

      I validate myself re: the expensive flip flops that they’re probably better for my back, too. Right??

  3. Caryl

    A couple of the runner-up pictures were good, but yours were better. What picture was the winner then?
    What’s with the mirror and Tony? Or was that a mirror from a parked truck or something?
    Love you,

    • The winner was one with three cats surrounding a toilet. Psshaw. Rigged.

      πŸ˜† We had just bought that mirror and Tony was walking it to his car to take home. It was just a funny picture.

  4. tony

    I want some oreos!!!! The mirror was following me, silly mirror. Love you sweetie, XXOXOXOXOXOX

    the calander contest was rigged, our cats should have won……

  5. Our cat used to love kneading as well, but usually did it on a blanket. She would close her eyes and purr the whole time.

    You really do need to get over this discontinued thing. Before you know it, you won’t be able to buy anything.

    Oreos go with just about everything, but I think I’d draw the line at OJ.

    • Yeah, see, kneading the blanket? Cute. Kneading the human? Annoying.

      I’m actually not sure it’d be a bad thing if I didn’t have to buy anything. It prepares me for living on social security. haha

      I doubt they sold many oreos that day. People buy stuff based on placement and that end-cap was placed all wrong!

  6. Orange juice is good with *anything.*

    I always thought the kneading thing was cute, but my cat Beau does it every night on my pillow, and he ends up pulling my hair. It drives me crazy.

    Of course, last night took the cake. Not only did he knead my pillow, but he left me a … um … biscuit. A chocolate-looking one. Only it wasn’t chocolate. How gross is that?

    On second thought, I guess I don’t mind kneading, as long as he doesn’t leave any presents behind!

    • Orange juice and oreos, though? Nina… you’re treading a fine line here! I mean, I’ll always love you, but if you say you eat oreos and drink orange juice, whenever I see your name I’ll have a raised eyebrow and disbelieving look on my face.

      Right, see, cats can knead inanimate objects and it’s cute. Just don’t touch the human and don’t leave any presents.

  7. py

    Oreos and orange juice isn’t the kind of combination that I would expect. Yet again, both starts with the letter O.

    I share your joy of finding a GYN you can trust. Cheers to a positive working relationship with the GYN.

    • Hmmm, well, you do have a point with the starting letter. Then again, happiness and hurtful both start with “h” and I’m not sure those go together either. πŸ˜€

      I truly hope this new GYN relationship works out. My hope is waning these days…