Wednesday, July 28, 2010

emergency evacuation plan

Several weeks ago, we found a gas leak in our yard. Nothing major, thank goodness, because they haven't bothered to fix it yet. But when the guy was here, checking it, he told us that if it were bad he would have to evacuate us and our neighbors. That got me thinking about things. Like, what the hell would we do with our cats if we had to evacuate? First, imagine rounding up 6 cats in a hurry. The minute you put one in a crate, the rest go and hide. So, we have to chase them, move furniture, fight them to finally get them in a crate. Okay, so then you have them all crated. Do I even have 6 crates? Putting more than one in a crate might work in a bind, but they might kill each other in there. So okay, I have them crated. Now what? Where do we go? A hotel? I know there are some hotels that allow pets, but 6 cats? Nevermind, that several of them cannot be in the same room together and barely tolerate living together in a 2000 sq ft house. Maybe we could rent 2 rooms. But dang how much would that cost? And then, how long would we have to stay gone? Okay, so 6 cats in 2 tiny hotel rooms with litter boxes. Sounds like my own personal nightmare.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

waiting

Why is it that women have a reputation for being late? I am never late, if I am it's my husband's fault. He either won't get out of bed on time. Or he decides right as we are leaving that we must check the oil in the car or check the air pressure in the tires. Or maybe he must, absolutely must, call a friend. The friend that called 4 days ago and instead of getting back to him, he sat on the couch and ate brie, but it's imperative that he call, right now, as we are getting in the car to go meet someone. The worst is when I am starving and for whatever reason we have to go to Best Buy and look at every moniter/computer/movie before going to dinner. Any body else have this problem?

Sunday, June 27, 2010

PMS

Is PMS God's way of saying, "You have to stay fat, girl?" I can stick to diet and exercise the rest of the month, but damn when PMS hits, it's like I have to eat everything in sight, the more fat and calories, the better. Ugh! I feel like a 16 year old boy with an endless pit of a stomach. i want pizza, burgers, wings, ice cream.

Knoxville bar scene

I went out to a bar last night, for the first time in a hundred years and I have to tell you that there are some damn ugly people in Knoxville. But the good news is they are hooking up with some other damn ugly people so it all works out.
Also, for the wine lovers among us, there is a new winery in the Old City called Blue Slip. Anybody want to go for wine tasting?

Saturday, June 26, 2010

negative nelly

Sorry about that last blog. It was pretty negative. I vowed to be more positive this year. So what if I get rejection letters?! I'm going to write anyway, I have since I was a child and most likely always will.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Goals

Have I created an unrealistic goal for myself. I want to have my novel written, edited, and out to possible publishers by the time I turn 40, that is September 2011. Is that possible? Also, is there really a point? Shouldn't I be making goals for myself that I can achieve. I mean maybe I can get it finished and out by then, but can I handle the rejection letters or worse no answer at all? I am way too old for this crap. I should know better, shouldn't I?

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

hot kitties

My husband let the cats out on the back porch today. It's screened in and allows them to watch the birds without them getting into too much trouble. I went to lunch and came back 2 hours later and two of my cats were in the driveway. Somehow they had slipped through the door. They were both panting madly, but had no desire to come inside. One was easy to catch and came along willingly, the other had to be chased around. I'm sure my neighbors found it entertaining, watching me climb under the car, under the porch and run around the house. Finally caught the boy and he hissed at me, cussing up a storm all the way into the house. I was worried that they might be severly dehydrated, but they were fine and are now napping. 95 degrees outside makes anybody want to sleep.