We leave for New Zealand in 11 days. !!!! Holy Shit that’s soon!!!!
Uhm, would anyone be willing to come spend some time with Puff while we are gone? Two weeks is an awfully long time for her to not have company. Ideally if anyone is willing I would like it if someone stayed here for at least a night or two here and there in the two week period because she gets terribly lonely.
Anyone?
I’m starting to be fuzzier and fuzzier in my thinking. My normal brilliant observations (hey–I have them sometimes) are coming fewer and farther apart. Instead I feel like I’m swimming in a fog. It’s strangely reminiscent of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. Dude. I’m totally Bromden.
We went out and were social this weekend, more than once even. I was pretty amused at how the party we went to basically segregated into the monogamous breeders and the poly people. 🙂 I had a lovely time. 🙂 I need to spend more time with Lauren because she is obviously a really good mom (you don’t get a kid that good on accident) and maybe she can rub off on me. It was nice to see the various poly folk as well–don’t get me wrong. They just weren’t as interested in orbiting around where I flopped and I’m not doing the get up and move around social butterfly thing just now.
Then Noah wanted to go watch the fire show at the Tiki Bar last night. He wasn’t willing to go without me. So I dragged my grumpy ass out. Luckily I had the brilliant idea of sending Miss Jenny a text message and she came and talked to me. It’s a good thing cause I was being pretty sucky and unenthusiastic and that was probably hard for Noah. Then my delightful acupuncturist showed up with her husband. She’s neat in general and I had a great time fucking with her husband. 😀 That was probably the best social interaction I’ve had with a new-to-me person in months. Normally I just sort of retreat over to my chair and don’t talk to new people. 🙂
All of this on top of Noah vacuuming the whole house on Saturday. Whee! My life is awesome.
Oh! I got painted green yesterday! Uncle Mikey came over and painted me and we took pictures. I don’t have any that I can mass share at this point, but I’ve seen some of them and they are neat!! Very freaky-creature-like. 🙂
The cat has been really fussy lately. After losing the teeth a few weeks ago she has also had this weird growth on her lower lip. Last week we took her in for a steroid shot and it seems to be getting better. I’m hoping that more doesn’t come up. *sigh* I think she has been over-eating lately out of sheer joy at being able to eat again (infected teeth and gums = lots of pain while eating) and she puked all over the carpet this weekend. *sigh* I think this is her 6th? 7th? time puking in her whole life so I don’t feel like I can be too grumpy.
The house has come a long way. I’m getting happier and happier with the house. At this point the house looks different enough that it doesn’t feel like it is the same house Noah used to live in. I’m pretty grateful for that. I was having a lot of trouble feeling happy here and at this point that is fading and the house is feeling more like it’s “mine.” The one remnant of former occupants that I am thrilled about is the roses. Thank you Christyn! They are soooooo pretty. 🙂
I’m not sleeping that well because a three hour stretch between bathroom breaks is a really long time and I usually can’t go that long. I have also started gaining a pound a week in the last couple of weeks (whoo hoo! 21 lbs!) but that means that I’m gaining about 1/2 lb a week of water weight. My feet are now swollen. It took till 39 weeks, but it happened. My pelvis is so sore I have trouble believing that my body can be this sore for this long. I’m just achey all over in general. Getting out this weekend was awesome because I’m not sure how much more time I have.
Oh, people: stop asking if I’ve had the baby. I’ll freakin let you know.
Shoved together because I feel like sharing and such and multiple posts that are short aren’t necessary.
Puff (my ten year old rescued feral cat–I rescued her from a rain storm when she was about three weeks old) had to have teeth extracted yesterday. Her gums were really infected and the whole situation was just not pretty. 🙁 She normally cries the whole time she is in the car and on the way home from the vet I just couldn’t bear to hear her cry in the carrier so I took her out and held her in my lap. That was a good decision because she looked around a lot but didn’t cry or squirm or anything. She’s been pretty clingy and lovey since she got home. She had been really clingy and lovey before the extraction so I think she does need/want love and support while in pain which is unusual for a cat. What I’m finding particularly amusing is that we are up to the third time for giving her medication already (pain meds and an antibiotic). She came right up to me the third time when I got out the medicine stuff. She isn’t squirming much past not wanting to open her mouth. (It might still be sore enough that she just doesn’t really want to open it.) She is not resisting physically at all. I wonder if my cat is enjoying those pain meds a wee bit more than she ought? 🙂 Nah. Go her. 🙂
Random links I have found recently that I have been reading and thinking about:
http://www.brafree.org
http://www.antiracistparent.com