We Emerge... Just Me - and Nimbus!

Hello my friends. I finally got around to my blog-reading... Now that I'm done, Nimbus has decided my lap makes a good place to nap... little did he know he wasn't going to get to! His haunches started feeling a wee too close to oily and matted for my tastes, so this was the perfect opportunity to take the comb after that fur and get the problem nipped. I think I did too... and there's enough fur here to make him at least one mitten, if not two! Not that I could get him to wear anything, or that I would. Just saying.. rofl. He's used to being brushed, not combed, so he really doesn't like the comb as much, but I wasn't out to comb all of him - he's way too big for that. But now the poor boy is trying to sleep on my lap with me having a case of the hiccups. He just can't catch a break today. He just wants some lap time before his poke and shot. Nimbus is still too high for my tastes but I will get him back down. I know what kept him from falling down overnight and it's ok. He didn't jump up overnight so that's a good thing. Jadzia has the itchies back slightly so we're not mincing words. More flea medicine and back on the pills until the medicine comes. She's fine though - being a cling-on like always. Not only is she making it hard for Nimbus to get any attention, she's even making it hard for poor Curzon! I feel bad for the big boy because he's used to being the one getting the big cuddles, but Jadzia says it's her turn, so I have to oblige her. She gets the short end of the stick so much... She deserves the attention just as much as either one of the boys. Although acting as a road block is kinda mean...
This weather has me all drained out of any energy or motivation I may have had to get much of anything done today. It's kinda hard to want to do anything when it's wet and windy outside. So some things are getting put off and others are getting bumped up - if I can get myself motivated! Today's a stay inside day, away from the chilly winds and all that ickiness that is outside. I guess I shouldn't let it deter me, but right now I just don't have the motivation. It's like I'm all jittery to do something but it's not translating into energy. Maybe the tummy ickies I had for the better part of yesterday drained me out. I'm just glad it wasn't anything serious - more of a wee queasiness and a TON of uhm... side effects. Luckily everything subsided by bedtime and I'm back to my normal self. Let's see how long that lasts!
These two days off have been nice. I have been successful in making them feel like a mini-vacation, and it's obvious in how much I've slept and just relaxed. I feel a little more refreshed than I usually do and that should hopefully carry over into the week ahead. I watched both football games last night and am happy about how both went. I was the only one here rooting on the Saints, and so I kinda have a wee bit of bragging rights there LOL. I knew the Jets couldn't handle Peyton and the Colts and had been telling every Jets fan that all last week. I would've much rather seen my beloved Bengals in it, but I sure as hell didn't want to see the Jets OR the ugly@ss Vikings in the Super Bowl. As a Packers fan too, I refuse to EVER root for the Vikings, unless it helps my Bengals or Packers hahaha. So, there ya go Brett, RETIRE already and STAY retired this time. Save your reputation while you still have it. I think most of us can forgive you for going to the evil empire once. Returning on the other hand... Beh, not so much. It's in your hands now.
So I am off for now. II know my blogcation has gone on long enough, I'm trying to find my way back! Once Mr. Sunbeam comes out and stays out, I think I'll be fine. It's these cloudy, gloomy, chilly days that are dragging me down and out! Never mind that my body just doesn't seem to take to making the green as easily as it once did. Oofah... I hate feeling like this! I know I'm not as old as I feel... vacation... where art thou? Still just a dream, I see... Soon, my friend, soon!

A note from Nimbus:
Would someone please tell this bean that combs are NOT fun...
Tell her that hiccups aren't nice and I'd rather be shoo'd off her lap then shaken like this!
Tell her I'm not a lap cat, I'm just making sure she doesn't lose track of time... It's not that I'm worried about my shot... but shot time is food time!
Tell her I forgive her but if I get many more of these impromptu grooming sessions with the comb the nibbles are going to get amped up!
And thank her for protecting me from my mom. She's such a mean mom sometimes. Yet whenever I'm in trouble she's first one on scene.
Most importantly...
Thank you to all of you who have sent along your well wishes over the last year or so since the bean found out why I was so sick. Your well wishes and her excellent care have been most helpful. I'm sure she'll agree that I'm my normal self once again.

(In response to Nimbus... you're an easy patient, and yes you're back to your normal self for the most part... a few pounds heavier but tons happier. I'm sorry it took me so long to find a doctor who'd listen to both of us and not just blow us off. As for the affection... forget about it! Now off to cuddle him! :P)