The Rumors of My Disappearance Have Been Greatly Exaggerated

eHello readers. I apologize for not posting much lately. I have two solid reasons. First, I was very sleep deprived for a few days hence the half-assiness of the cash for gold post. Second, I'm on vacay spending Thanksgiving with my in-laws. This will definitely be a short post as it is currently Thanksgiving morning and the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade is coming on soon. Yay!!

I just want to share a few brief thoughts with y'all that I may or may not expand upon later:

1. The Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows movie was freakin sweet . . . as long as you've read the book. If you haven't read the book, it's probably going to seem slow and boring. If you have, though, it's basically like watching the book play out before your very eyes. Loved it.

2. The new Disney movie Tangled was freakin sweet. Seriously, I don't think I'll ever grow out of Disney movies, but this one is my favorite since Beauty and the Beast and that's saying something. It certainly doesn't hurt that the awesomeness that is Zachary Levi voices the hero in the story. More on him in another post.

3. Road trips cause me all kinds of unpleasant physical problems. More on that in another post. You can bank on that one.

4. Being a parent is rough. Our kitty, Jack started showing UTI symptoms again and it certainly made Mommy freak out, but that's why we brought him with us, so we could keep an eye on him. We got some antibiotics from the vet, and he seems to be doing better today than he was yesterday.

5. The smell of Thanksgiving needs to be bottled up or but in a candle or something. Nothing compares to the euphoric combination of onions, celery, carrots, and bacon wafting throughout the house. Yum.

6. Finally, I feel kinda bad for Hubby. He has to share his birthday with Thanksgiving this year. He seems used to it though. My birthday doesn't fall anywhere near any holidays except for those weird years when Easter is ridiculously early. Even then, It's still at least a few days away.

That's all for now. I hope everyone has a spectacular Thanksgiving, and I'll hopefully get back to my regularly scheduled blogging once we get back home.

Toodles!

The Adventures of Captain Jack

Eventually, I will introduce you to all of our kitties, but today, I thought I'd give you the story of Captain Jack since he's now been away for 2 days and we miss him so much.


I actually acquired Jack from an old blog buddy in Wisconsin who shares my appreciation for pirates, and especially Captain Jack Sparrow. This is how Jack got his name. We met just outside of Chicago so that I could be united with my new son. This is one of the first pictures I ever took of him:

At the time, he was a tiny little guy, and very adventurous, but sweet as can be.

Very quickly, he started to grow, but he still didn't get past his curious/adventurous stage.

Now...he's full grown, and a very big kitty indeed.

This photo is not a trick. There are no weird angles involved. He is laying right next to one of his sisters who is 7 years his senior. At last check, he was 15 pounds. Like I said, he's a big kitty, but we love him so much.

One of the many times Daddy has forced Jack to cuddle. Jack is not a cuddly kitty. He has some rare exceptions, and they always occur in the same manner. Right after my alarm goes off, but before I get out of bed, he crawls up next to me towards the outside of the bed, because if he goes up the middle of the bed, Daddy might make him cuddle with him, and he's not having it. Anyway, although he's not cuddly, he is still stinking adorable.

Awww. He also still hasn't lost his sense of adventure.

He especially enjoys laundry hampers.

Mommy sometimes makes him do ridiculous things.

 

But he still loves her.

Children

Yep. My third post in the span of just a few hours. Why? Well, like I said, lots of stuff I've been meaning to write about. Mostly though, I'm trying to stay awake.

As I've said before, I've been married for about a year and a half. Surprisingly, there hasn't been TOO much pressure for us to have kids, but I definitely get asked if I'm pregnant all the time. If I mention I have a craving, someone asks me if I'm pregnant. If I mention I'm not feeling well, someone asks me if I'm pregnant. It really pisses me off, which just makes people do it more.

Anyway, in a manner of speaking, we already have children. Our three wonderful kitty cats Jack, Jasmine, and Lilly. 

Captain Jack

Princess Jasmine

Pretty Lilly

I know some people think it's absurd for people to refer to their pets as their children, but that's what they are to us. We very much want to have human babies, but not yet. Parenting humans is far more involved than parenting kitties, and if we were to reproduce, one of our career goals would have to fall by the wayside. It would most likely be mine as the idea of schlepping around a 30 pound beach ball attached to me at the belly while carrying another 20 pounds in my backpack on campus makes me cringe. So in the meantime, the kitties are our children. Period. Don't make fun. Don't roll your eyes. We love our cats dearly.

This became abundantly clear to me over the past couple days. Jack, our youngest, had some urinary tract issues about two weeks back. We took him to the vet, he prescribed some medication. We gave it to him. He sprung right back to normal in a couple of days. However, 2 mornings ago, I got home from work and he was acting very odd and lethargic again. We got up for class a couple hours later and it hadn't changed. I gave him some of his medicine only to return a few hours later and find that he had puked it all up. That night, when I got up, I tried to give him his medicine again in his food, but he wouldn't eat it. This worried me, but I had to go to work. Thanks to facebook friends and internet research I found out that Jack could be obstructed which could cause his kidneys to fail and toxins would increase in his bloodstream which could eventually kill him. I proceeded to freak right out.

My Jack. My little boy. I could lose him. Suffice it to say I was quite distraught all night. We took him to the vet first thing in the morning. He was obstructed. He would have to have a surgery of sorts and stay for the weekend. :( A lot of people might not give a rip about their pets, but we do. I would be devastated if anything happened to any of our cats. Now, we're not like crazy cat people with 30 cats floating around. We have 3. I brought 1 into the marriage, Hubby brought 2. We just love our cats very, very much.

I'm not sure what my point is with this. I know a friend just found out that one of her cats has cancer on her liver and won't survive more than a few months. She and her man are just as crazy about their cats as we are. So for those of you out there that see your pets as members of your family, you're not alone.