So much has gone on lately that I've found myself with a major case of writer's block to say the least. I guess maybe a couple days of venting about the news has helped, but there is still so much going on, and no one really to talk to about it that really should know about it. The last six years have been rough, loosing Mom, and due to that losing most of my family, then six years later exactly losing her best friend whom I'd grown up around. Been a lot of off-and-on work too, I never knew how vulnerable one could be to the pitfalls of the economy. Briefly in Ohio, I understood what it must've been like to be alive during the Great Depression. It wasn't just the economic poverty holding people down, it surely led to a LOT of cases of depression and countless untold suicides. It's another reason I have such respect for my grandparents' and her parents' generation - they endured a LOT of stuff in their lives - economic boom followed by a crushing bust, world wars, you name it, they went through it. A lot has been lost because future generations either rebelled from the lessons their parents tried to teach them, or were ignorant of just how many lessons history has to teach us. I am really glad I am alive in this time and not back then, heck I am at the point I don't think I'd be sane if I didn't have my PDA, especially at night when I can't get to sleep. I'd actually do just fine without a cellphone, I find them more hassle than they're worth most of the time. T-mobile sent me a text message when I put the last $10 card on my phone saying that I was now a gold rewards member meaning my minutes wouldn't expire for a year... They didn't bother to add to that message that it wouldn't take effect until the next card was put on it. So now my phone is dead except for if I have to dial 911 and my money has been wasted. What happened to customer satisfaction and the customer is always right? Bah humbug!
I walked into the bedroom a few minutes ago and there on the bed was the love of my life holding the feline love of my life... It was so precious I almost got the camera to take a picture of it. Just seeing Mic sleeping with his arm around Curzon was precious - he's been missing having a cuddle cat and to see that Curzon let him wrap him up was adorable. I can usually cuddle that cat for a while, but he always gets up before I fall asleep. Perhaps its because I take a while to fall asleep usually? LOL I'm just so happy that my cats took to Mic so well, heck Jadzia HATES men... But not Mic! And Curzon... He's always been quite protective of me, but he has finally learned to relax a little bit at least. It took him quite a long time for him to realize that I was ok (he hated all the yelling I did - and for good reason - he seen me endure many a panic attack and arguments with teenagers). And now that we've been out of the hell-hole that is Cincinnati for a while now, he is starting ever-so-slowly to sleep a bit deeper on occasion, as he is not having to listen so intently for pending danger. I remember more than once in Ohio he would lay real close to the door to act as a first line of defense against intruders. I was lucky, no one broke into the apartment; who's to say no one tried though, especially when I wasn't home. But I haven't had to see Curzon or the other cats go nuts on anyone yet. I have no doubt though what they are capable of... Me and Mic both have the scars to prove it - and they were just playing with us!!
So off I go for now, and apologies in advance if there are typos in this post, as I'm on the pocketpc and too lazy to go into word first and spell-check myself. If I didn't catch it, I ain't going to until I want to!! LOL Peace folks!
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