What a weekend.

What a weekend.

Only worked 2 days last week. That part was nice. LOL, & got paid for all 5, even nicer. However......Thursday, official Thanksgiving, we spent at the meeting, as previously noted, that evening was quiet & calm. Friday I worked in My youngests' room, cleaning, purging no longer needed toys, no longer fitting clothes, gathered up 2 bags for Freecycle. rearranged stuff, hung pictures & her awards from school up, & some butterflies Id been keeping for her. Room really looks cute & comfy now. If only she could keep it clean......
Saturday, I spent the day in my eldest's room, doing the same. I was exhausted by days end, Sunday was our big dinner, as some of us are invariably having to work on thanksgiving day. Oh my, did Mom ever outdo herself. She REALLY gets into the cooking part. No wonder I'm fat.LOL
We only had 8 people there, but there was -& still is- enough food for 30!
I'm sure I will be really sick of turkey before it is over. After dinner was over & company had departed, I realized one of our kitties, the Terrorist Kitty himself, was nowhere to be found. Oh shit.
We looked in closets, under beds, in cabinets, in the attic, furnace closet, anywhere you could imagine. No Terrorist Kitty. We grabbed a flashlight & ventured out in the rain, my eldest & I, calling & searching, to no avail.:( Terrorist Kitty was nowhere to be seen. I was going to make another pass in the attic, sat down to talk to Mom for a few & out of the corner of my eye, saw movement. There sat the little shit on the table, calmly licking leftover gravy.......I wanted to choke him. Instead I grabbed him & hugged him. I still have no clue where he managed to hide but I don't care. He wasn't lost outside in the rain & cold. :)
So I deposited him in my daughters hands & went to get ready for bed, already almost 1:30 AM. Bleh. Suddenly a knock on my door, "Mama, come here quick!"
I rush out to see whats wrong & the lights are all off & everyone is gathered by the front door. What in the world?
I peer out & there, on the porch is the biggest, fattest possum I have seen. It was HUGE. Looking for dinner I guess (REALLY glad now Kitty wasn't outside!). He finally wondered off the porch & I went around the side of the house to make sure the trash was secured. Sure enough, it was there, about to tear in. Uh-Uh! No you don't! I stomped my foot & made a hissing sound & that fat little possum ran like hell. LOL
I grabbed the loose bag of trash & moved it higher then walked back inside. How funny.
SO that was my weekend.
Now today, here I sit, workblogging, braindead as hell. Must be something in the air, as everyone in this office is drag-assing around & sluggish. I think I just need caffeine to be injected intravenously & I'll be OK.

While the mice are away...

The cat cleans their rooms out. Time to purge thru everything & get it back in order for the holiday madness that is approaching. Turkey Day here was quiet. Bb's youngest is staying over the long holiday & the girlies are at their fathers house. We actually spent the day at a meeting dinner. Was kind of nice. A bit smoky for me but I hold my breath well.LOL

I'm awfully glad ice King is there. Grateful to be there with him. :-)

Our big dinner is Sunday since Mom works fri & Sat. I cant wait. I'm skipping the Black Friday madness tho. No way I'm going out in the madhouse store, I'm keeping Yule pretty simple this year. I'll do some Xmas decorating just cuz its fun but I try to shy away from the mainstream stuff & stick to the more natural aspects of Yule. We're doing a real Yule tree this year. I haven't had a real one in years. I LOVE the smell of pine! I do hope the 5 freaking psycho cats don't kill it tho. We shall see. promises to be entertaining at the very least.

I hurt.....and carpet sucks

So damned sore. Ice King is kinda pissed off I pulled up the carpet. the floor looks bad......gonna need a lot of work . Its gonna have to be scrubbed, maybe by hand, mopped, sanded, possibly stained & then finished. UGH, the whole FM/CFS shit is kicking my ass right now too, just wanna lie down & sleep a bit.

meanwhile Terorist Kitty is having a ball. He keeps craling under the padding as I pull it up & tries to go to sleep. Apparently he thinks being cute now makes up for this mornings toilet paper shredding incident. hmmmm...he is kinda cute...

Life Comes at you fast & lumberjacks & terrorists!

BB & her brood will be staying the next week or so here until they make their move to galveston. Im sad really. We always have a great time when we get together, so Im not sure why that hasnt been more often. It's easy to lose touch with others, you have to really work at it to keep any sort of relationship alive, even that of family. People come & go so fast in life that if you dont make the time to spend together, before you know it, the time has gone.

There is a lumberjack in my bed! How is it possible for one to snore so loudly that it does not wake them up?

I dont know how I sleep! So on & on, he snores happily away, lost in Dreamland......wonder if I'll be able to get there. Did I tell you about my truck polo dream?

LMAO

Just on the edge of the bed sits Terrorist Kitty glaring over at me thru barely slitted open blue eyes. Probally half dreaming of extinguishing life on Earth, my bloody demise or maybe just of chasing a string. Either way, he appears vicious. He can be a total sweetheart of a kitty, then rip his razor sharp little claws into some tender body part. Cat's are psycho.

The pit of death

Or more commonly known as my 12 year old daughter's room......sigh. It's scary in here. I'm currently blogging from her room. So far an entire bag of trash. Who knew almost teens were this junky? There , sitting on her bed now, are about 10 various containers(baskets, crates, boxes, etc) of small assorted items. WHY? WHY? WHY is she such a packrat? I have found about 10,000 pieces of paper that she's drawn on. Saving them?

Umm no.

She has clothes & shoes she hasn't worn in 2 years;just all kinds of assorted & odd things in here.

So why am I cleaning her room instead of making her do it?

Cuz I am a sucker, I also want to get her room painted, I have had the freaking paint since February! Anyways........I have confirmed that she does indeed, have a carpeted floor. SHe also seems to have a bed like device in her room, Im working on unburying it.



Meanwhile in the living room, the war rages on....OK, so it's not a war, it's the 6 month old kitten, also known more affectionately as Shiite Muslim terrorist kitty. (no offense meant), this cat can scare the bejeezus out of the most stoic Marine. I.Am.Not.Kidding.

He's evil, I tell ya, pure evil, but in the guise of a blue eyed Siamese mix, looks awfully affectionate & cuddly, but as soon as you turn your back, he sinks his fangs or claws into some unsuspecting exposed body part. I have Satan living in my house.