The Move (First Public Blog in a long time!)

Holy crap am I terrified! I am so scared to move away from everything I know and am familiar with. I think it will be good for Jon and I as we will be able to get on our own two feet without much interference from the parentals. Jon and I are sharing our lives together and this is a bbiigg commitment from both of us.

My friend Chanelle is 100% against this move. She is really pushing for me to stay, although that is not an option. Right now my mom and I are not on speaking terms (she behaved REALLY badly and until she apologizes I'm keeping some space between us). She knows we're moving to Oklahoma but does not know any of the details. I prefer to keep it that way. One of the reasons I'm moving is to get away from her. Living so close to her (even when we lived in Vancouver) she felt it was her place to involve herself in decisions and planning of my life. She would involve herself, and then get angry at me when it didn't work out the way she had planned. I won't go into the details but she really pissed me off.

As far as this move, this will be the farthest I've ever been from my family. I know I will definitely be homesick, but I have Jon and that should suffice. I really don't want to move but it's been difficult finding work around here. We'll see what it's like down in Oklahoma but blah. Oklahoma is like, the last place on earth (other than Texas) I ever thought I'd be living. I HAAAATED the weather in Texas, it's so fucking hot and humid. I haaate humidity. You can't even leave your house. How miserable is that? Well, Oklahoma is just like that. So I know weather wise I'm gonna be unhappy. Though I'm sure I'll get used to it... There isn't much summer left and winter is always nice and cool.. Err well, cooler than the summer anyhow.

I'm just glad I have such a wonderful man who is supportive and helpful... He makes me feel safe and secure and that's how I know we'll be ok. He is more than I could ever ask for :) Ya know, it's almost been a year we've been together. Well, almost a year since we moved in with each other. We've known each other for like 2 years...

This has nothing to do with the move but just a little thought... I have never been with a man like Jon, for as long, and still woken up every morning with a smile on my face and a giggle just waiting to come out. Every morning he cuddles with me and will love on me and tickle me and it makes our days good. I love that he goes that extra mile and he puts out that extra effort... I know he truly loves me and it's the first time in my life I've ever felt that. He's a great man and I'm lucky to have him :)  Plus it doesn't help that he's so effing sexy! My god is he hot! I catch myself just staring at him sometimes thinking "I can't believe I caught such a great guy".... He's hot, he's great in bed, he makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, he spoils me rotten.... What else could I ask for?

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All moved in and nowhere to go!

Hey everyone! So, Jon and I are all moved in (except for our clothes which are scattered absent-mindedly around our room). I'm really loving our new place. Our neighbors aren't bad. We're in the very back corner of our apartment complex so we are able to stay to ourselves. I successfully furnished most of my apartment from Craigslist (big props for CL!), where I bought my couches, my desk, my coffee/end table, my kitchen table/chairs, the crib and I think there was something else.. Oh yah, my washer/dryer! Everything is super nice too! I really lucked out :)

Jon and I are both looking for new jobs as the place we work is crappy. The administration is aweful. They care more about money than the type of care the residents get. It's frustrating. We're both looking for other places to go. IDK what Jon is looking into, but yet again I'll be applying at the hospital.

Jon went to a Dr.s' appt for his daughter Jasmine on Monday, where the doctor diagnosed her with having Cerebal Palsy... She's got this specific kind but I don't remember off the top of my head what it's called. Jon's been handling it pretty well... I try to reassure him that just cuz she's got a disability, it's not the end of the world. He's done really well, and I'm super proud of him. It's gotta be hard finding out your child isn't going to be "normal"... But I like to think that none of us are"normal" so it's not a big deal. Sure she'll have limitations and such but she's a very strong willed kid. Both of her parents are extremely stubborn and strong willed so I'm sure she'll be just dandy. Speaking of her parents, I have to say; when I first started dating Jon I didn't much care for Crystal (his ex wife) due to what I'd heard about her and the experience I had with her before Jon and I began dating. However, the longer I go out with Jon, the more I respect her. She's been dealing with a crap load, and Jon hasn't been much help or support (not for lack of wanting, but for lack of ability). I have a lot of respect for her. Jasmine is damn well taken care of, and it's not easy trying to provide for oneself, let alone oneself, and a small, disabled child.

Alright so any other updates? We got rid of Jackson before we moved. And the blue leather couch (which was uber comfy so I'm hoping whoever has it now is enjoying it).

Chanelle, her man Shaine, lil bro Cody, Jon and I all went 4x4ing' earlier this week. It was my first time and at first I was scared (Shaines jeep's shocks are shot so we were bouncing all over the place) but by the time we actually got up to the site where we were 4x'in we all were so under the influence and drunk that it didn't matter how scary it was. It was a ton of fun! It was good times, and good people.. I was really surprised to see how well Shaine can drive after he's been drinkin, lol..

Hmmm.. What else? Did I already tell you I went to the Casino some weeks back? If I haven't, I went to the beach with Chanelle, Shaine and Jon - that too was a lot of fun... I know Jon and I have done other uber fun things but I just can't seem to think of them...

Alrighty! I am off to the land of Harry Potter. I finished the 6th book last night and started the 7th one... So I'm eager to keep up the good work (no actually, I borrowed the 7th book from the library and I've had it for like 2½ months and I need to finish it so I can return it... I don't want the Library Mafia after me... Especially since I'm sure there is a waiting list for it.

Ok now I'm really off

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Where do I begin?

Welp... Let's see.. Here's a general update to all you who care, and even for those of you who don't. Went out with George again last night. We went to his gym to spent time in the jacuzzi and swimming pool. Good times. After that we went to........ I think we went to, yah we went to Leonardo's Pizza (which is effin delicious for anyone who knows what I'm talking about). Then we just drove around.. Drove down to Lake Oswego, and then came back up and drove to I think Ridgefield... He's such a good conversationalist. And man is he smart! Jeez.. I'll give some more info on this guy further down in this blog. But anyway, so it was just really cool to have someone who has as many common interests.

After we drove around for a few hours we came back to my house, to hang out, n watch tv. Well we were all cuddled up and he asked if he could kiss me. I told him he could and we had a little mini makeout session. I've gone without sex for ENTIRELY too long and my hormones were pumping, and apparently his were too. It took all of my self control not to act on the urges I was having. I just wanted to rip off his clothes and rape him, lol.. Seriously, it's not good when you have urges like that. After like 45 minutes of us trying not to ravage each other, we gave in. Sigh... I'm gonna burn in hell  We humped all night... Literally... We'd take little breaks and go at it. After 4 hours or so I thought we were done and he asked if we could do it again, lol.. I obliged and we didn't get to "sleep" till 8 or so.. I say "sleep" because neither of us really got any sleep. My bed is tiny, and trying to fit 2 people in it is difficult. We got up around 10 or 11 and went out to breakfast at IHOP... Yummy!What else did we do? I don't know.. We drove around to someplace, I don't remember where we were going. Anyway we went somewhere and eventually just decided to come back here cuz we were both still really really tired. I'm still tired but not as much, now I'm just incredibly, incredibly sore..... My whole body hurts...... I know it's a combination of pain caused by all the humping and then falling asleep in my chair.. Ugh!

So yah.. We got up around 7 and then went and got some dinner... I drove him home and now here I am. Hmmmm... So how are all of you guys? Anyone got some pain meds they could give me... Or muscle relaxers, those would be most appreciated :)

Alright so a little bit about this guy... I don't know how long we'll be dating, and hanging out, but he seems pretty cool and I'm really digging him. It's nice to be dating someone who's on the same intellectual level, sorta.. He's way smarter that me. But his name is George and he's 31. He drives Dodge Neon... He and his family are loaded as a result of a multi million dollar grandma. He's travelled to Europe and the Middle East. He's a vegan and really into herbs and herbology/homeopathy(sp?). He's got beautiful blue eyes, mmmm... and big strong arms <3...... And he gives the best hugs! He gives those "you're safe with me" hugs. The kind you never want to let go of.

Sigh... I'm retarded. Please don't make fun of me.

What else has been going on? OH! I bought some crocs from one of my coworkers (she sells Avon). They're really comfortable and they make me feel like a princess because they have rindestones (sp?). I've been wearing them since I got them, to break them in. They're wonderful! I wore them to the gym last night and when i was sopping wet, walked back to the locker room with them. They didn't squish or slosh or slide or anything!

Anyone wanna gimme a full body massage? That would be nice...

Ok I can't think of anything else, oh other than my work schedule has changed and instead of working the first half of the week, I'll now be working weekends. Lovely. Well it'll be ok cuz I'll be with Elizabeth and she's really fun to work with.

Yah ok now I'm done.

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I’m sorry if I sneeze on you and make you sick.
Current mood: sick

I'm sick and it sucks. Today, I'm much better than I was last night. Last night I was miserable, and I broke into a fever halfway through work last night. Wah! I slept like a rock today and am feeling slightly better but still called into work. I would prefer to work, but I refuse to if there is even the slightest chance I might be contagious.

My favorite resident is currently in the hospital, but she called last night and asked if I'd come visit her (the hospital is literally across the street from my work) and of course I told her I'd love to. So after work this morning I went and visited with her. To prevent the spread of germs and sickness, I asked for, and was provided with, a face mask. Ugh I hate those things, they're so uncomfortable! But I thought it would be helpful. She was scheduled for surgery either today or tomorrow. She's in my thoughts and prayers. I'm not too worried about the surgery because it's not invasive... She's a diabetic and has dialysis 3 days a week. Well, where her dialysis tubing is, I guess that area got infected, so they're going to remove the existing stuff and put in new tubing. Should be pretty easy. 

My car is behaving beautifully :) YaY! So no complaints with that. The kitties are doing well. Oley got her allergy shot last week, Madden is getting better now that he's got his antibiotics and Osha is just as happy and healthy as ever. We've been battling fleas though. I've been buying all kindsa stuff trying to get rid of them and they just wouldn't go away! Well, now that Chanelle works at the VCA, I can score cheap vet everything (meds, food, services, labs) so I finally broke down and bought some Revolution. Put it on the kids this morning and their flea count has already dropped dramatically. YAY! Every morning when I come home from work, I bust out the flea comb and pick off the fleas on Osha (especially) and the Oley. Madden usually throws a huge hissy fit so I'm not able to do him as well. Anyway, I usually flea comb the kids before I leave for work also, so this evening while I was sitting in bed, I combed through Osha, and all but about 5 of the fleas I pulled off him were dead already. Same went for both Oley and Madden, so I'm pretty excited. The dogs also got some Frontline to battle their fleas. Our house will be flea free in about a week, which makes me sooo happy because this is the first time in years I've battled fleas. But I think we've finally succeeded in getting rid of them.

Tomrrow Chanelle and I will be taking a day trip to the beach. Her friend Autumn will be accompanying us. I left a couple things up at at Chanelle's grandparents place, so I need to go a retrieve them. Very important! Should be nice, though I'm expecting the weather to be much more mild. Last time we went it was 90+ degrees with very little breeze. Enjoyable, but not when you're out walking around in it. We won't be staying overnight or anything, but it should still be fun. We always have fun so I'm looking forward to it. Osha will be of course, with us on our trip. I plan to bring the digicam, so we'll take lotsa pictures. Had I known we were going to the beach last weekend, I would have brought the camera then too.

I've downloaded both AIM and Y! Messenger, so now I'm available for chat. I have the next 3 days off, but I don't know how often I'll be home, or near the computer. Still no cell phone, but no worries. I'm not in any big hurry to get another one. Perhaps in a few months, but for now I'm enjoying being off the radar and out of contact.

Alright, this is where I big you all adeu (sp?), so goodbye.

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A little bit of everything all rolled into one.

The beginning of last week marked the beginning of a sucktastical week. It started off with my mom breaking the computer. So we had to send it out to this guy to fix it because my mom didn't have time (or realized that she broke it and didn't want to fuck it up anymore and had someone else fix it). Either way my mom has been a major bitch lately.

Thursday I called mom up at 5am (I was at work) and told her that in my rush to get to work, I lost my oil cap, and that I needed a ride home. She was not happy, but (late like always), she showed up almost 3 hours later. We went to Schucks in hopes of buying an oil cap but they were closed. So we went to Shari's first and waited for Schucks to open. While we were at Shari's these two guys kept staring at us, and finally my mom asked them "Can I help you with something?", one of the guys said no and she said "Cuz you're staring at me". The other guy said "Well, it's just that you look exactly like our mom, it's eerie, and your daughter looks just like our sister". Creepy huh?

So that was that, I got the oil cap, and then we had to have my car towed to the mechanic because it was in bad shape and wasn't good to drive all the way down to Lake Oswego. I got my car back Saturday morning. Saturday evening Chanelle convinced me that we needed to go to the beach.

So we drove up to Long Beach last night. To our surprise Rod Run was going on so it was this huge party. There were these two guys who wanted to go home with us, lol.. Funny funny! It was a lot of fun. Her grandparents own property near the beach so we were able to stay there. We went to the beach... We were only there over night so we weren't able to do too much, and everything in Long Beach closes early, so we ended up going back to the property around 1am..

Osha came with. We would have taken him more places but I left his harness at home by mistake, so he was forced to wait in the trailer. He was such a good boy though!

What else? Oh! I don't have any messengers right now. No AIM, no Yahoo. Yes I know it sucks but we're still getting our computer the way we want it. The guy who fixed it messed with a buncha stuff. Ugh!

I work tonight, through Friday morning. I'm working full time now :) YaY! Alright, I think that is all my update for now. Went to the beach, enjoyed Rod Run, got hit on, had a blast, got my car back, yay! Ok yep, I got everything.

No wait, I bought a new bong. I went to this store to buy one and the guy told me it was a buy one get one free, so I got 2 bongs now... Maybe I'll give one away for a bitrthday present or something.

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English

Have you ever known someone who thought they were extremely smart, but weren't really? Someone who knew a couple "big words", or simply knew what quotation marks meant, yet used them in entirely the wrong context? It bothers me, when someone uses multiple words, to describe the same thing. (ex. The really big fish was huge.) Or when they say something that completely contradicts itself.

One of my myspace buddies has been working really hard to make it onto the Real World show. I'm really rooting for him, and have been diligently voting for him daily. However, through my conquests of daily votes, I've been venturing onto his "competitors" pages, and found that some of them, based on their blogs and videos, are really dumb.

When did it become obsolite (sp?) to know english? When did it become "cool" to speak slang instead of basic english? It absolutely baffles me that people in my age group, don't know how to form a proper sentence. They don't know grammar, or punctuation. Enunciation and proper voice fluctuation is lost on my peers. I find myself stuck in conversations with people who are doing little more than stringing 5 or 6 words together and praying they make sense.

How did this happen?! I refuse to lower my IQ so that I can understand. I can understand if you just moved to this country from, say, Ethiopia or some place where education isn't high on their priority list, or when English isn't the persons first language. But it bothers me to an unnaturel point that people my age, who were born and raised in the U.S of A, can barely make understand speech.

I smirk when I pass someone on the street, who is obviously FOB,  speaks better, clearer, english than people whom I see on a daily basis.

When I walk into a gas station store, or a little "qwik e mart" type store, and the middle eastern guy behind the counter speaks better english then the person behind me in line, who is talking loudly on their cell phone, it makes me giggle a little.

So, the moral? It can't be that hard to learn english. I hear so many people bitching and complaining about "foreigners coming into our country, stealing our jobs, and they can't even speak english,". Well my friend, there are a lot of native born Americans who can't speak English either, and they don't have any excuse. Besides, no one wants to work the jobs that foreigners are willing to work. If we did, we'd be working em. No native born American (nba) wants to pick strawberries for 10 hours a day, or do lawn care and yard work for 12 hours a day. We just don't want to. Nor do we particularly want to drive taxi's. They get the grunt jobs that even convicts refuse to work. So quit your bitchin, end learn some english.

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RIP LiL Buddy
Current mood: sad

I could hear the barking, and screaming over the shower. I figured my sister would hear it, and go investigate. I was in the shower, I wasn't about to rush out if there was someone who could intervene.  I banged on the wall and nothing, the barking continued. I continued to hear barking, and screaming. I turned off the water, threw a towel around me, and opened the door.

All fell silent at 12:36 tonight. He'd done it. He'd been successful. And if he's not lucky, I'm gonna fucking end his god damn life. No mercy.

My moms dog, Sam, killed the kitten. After monthes of viciously attacking my moms other dog Mickey, for no apparent reason, and terrorizing my cat Oley, he finally killed something. Oley is now so terrified of the dog, she refuses to leave my bedroom, and hides under the bed if she even hears his collar. What type of life is that?

Nobody gets it. I fucking told them, all of them. I knew something like this would happen, but my mom is fucking oblivious and doesn't pay attention, and neither does my sister. At night, I close my moms door (with both her dogs in her room) and open my bedroom door so that my cats have a little freedom and wandering time where they don't have to worry about the dog. My mom knows I do this, every night, when she goes to bed. I reopen the door when I go to bed. It's our routine. But she still doesn't fucking pay attention, and she STILL lets her him out. He doesn't NEED out, he wants out because he hears the cats. God I'm so fucking frustrated I want to scream. Normally I'm around and can catch Sam before he does anything extreme. I caught him the other night attacking the kitten under the table because my mom had let Sam out of her room. I grabbed Sam by his collar and dragged him (him walking on 2 legs) back to my moms room. I kicked him as I threw him in. I'm sick and fucking tired of this shit. I already went through this one time. My step moms dog killed a bunch of my pets when I was like 15. I remember my dad sided with her, and I was so angry. It's the same thing here. I doubt my mom will get rid of the dog, even though he's mean to all the other animals. But as God as my witness, if she doesn't get rid of him, I will. And I'll make sure he's euthenized; though that method is far too humane for such an asshole of a being.

This is why I don't like dogs. I've never met a cat who viciously attacked other cats. If a cat doesn't like the situation it's in, it'll fuckin up and leave. It'll find somewhere else to live. Dogs, they just kill it. I can't fucking stand dogs.

You might think I'm being irrational about this, but you must understand. My cats are not just pets. They're part of this family, they're my kids. I don't have human babies, but I have my cats, and they are extremely important to me. There have been a couple times where (not as of recently) I've contemplated suicide. The only reason I didn't go through with it is because I couldn't do that to my kids.

If you know me at all, you'll know I don't cry. There are only 2 reasons in this entire world that cause me to cry. The loss of a pet (whom I have a stronger bond with over any human) or I'm in serious physical pain. I didn't even cry when my grandma died. And she and I were extremely close. But tonight, I sit here, crying. My eyes are swollen, my face is red, my sight is blurry. I watched Charlie take his last breath. I watched all life slip from his tiny body. I watched as his blood filled within him. Sam had bitten him so hard it caused internal bleeding. He was covered in saliva (please remember, Sam is a Lhasa Apso, that's not a big dog and they don't have big mouths, nor are they droolers). All I wanted to do was help him, save him as he lay still in front of the bathroom door. His eyes were so big, he looked so helpless. And I felt so useless. I'd grown attached.

It seems like such a horrible nightmare, as if I'll wake up tomorrow and he'll be sleeping on my chest, or snuggled up with Oley between my legs. But I know thats not what's going to happen. I know tonight, when I crawl into bed, Oley will climb onto my chest like she does every night, and demand attention and affection. She has no idea what has happened, and she won't ever know.

I'm so angry and sad and so many things that I can't express. This whole week has just been one nasty thing after another. How much more of this I can take, I don't know.

But for tonight I'll say a special prayer, for Charlie. A wonderful little guy whose life was cut dramatically short by an animal who doesn't deserve to be here. I hope hes up sitting on God's lap, or making some kid in heaven happy. Rest in peace little buddy. You'll defanitely be missed around here.

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So you think you fucking know huh?
Current mood: frustrated

(Just a side note: This blog is intended for a couple CERTAIN people)

You THINK you know me, do you? You have no fucking idea. I don't even know me. So how can you sit there and talk shit about someone you don't know?

Are you hurt? Did I hurt your feelings? Are you bitter cuz I dumped you? Sorry, you didn't make the cut. Move on, get over it. I didn't, and still don't fucking want you. Talk all you want about the other bitches your humping. I'm sure they fake it too. Stop spreading shit that I'm a liar. I'm not. Just because you're insane, and a pathological liar, does not in turn make me a liar. I don't lie. At least not on purpose. Yes, I acknowledge that my memory is as useful as a spoon with a steak, and that in only certain instances where useless facts are required, I am able to miraculously remember things. However, just because my memory is shot, doesn't mean I'm a liar. It simply means I don't remember things. Also, just because I don't remember things word for word, and might rephrase while reciting them doesn't make me a liar.

I'm not a two faced bitch. I'll tell you the same thing I'll tell anyone else. I could be a bitch, you've never seen me be a bitch. You've seen me be mean, and I know how much that hurt your feelings but things could have been so much worse. I could say things like "You'll never amount to anything other than a 50 year old bald man who weighs 700lbs and still lives with mommy", or "That skin disease you have really fucking disgusts me. It sort of makes me think of leprosy, which really grosses me out - maybe thats why I faked it." I could say things much much worse but I don't. I hold my fucking tongue. I don't talk shit about you behind your back. In fact, for whatever fucking reason, I defend you. Even after being harrassed and abused by you.

Moving on. No I'm not a ho. I will not sleep with a guy after 4 hours of knowing him. Nor would I deny it if I did. I went through my "slut days" in high school. It lasted a short time and I have not visited that part of my life since. I'm not down for fuck buddies, or random hump n' dumps. My sex life is NOT up for topic, my life in whole is NOT up for discussion. If you're not directly involved then it's really none of your fucking business.

You people are the reason why this fucking world is going to hell in a handbasket.  You're fucking nuts. You feed off drama and bullshit. You love starting shit just to sit back and watch, pretending you had nothing to do with it.

Well I've got news for you, becuase I know whose doing it. You are no longer part of my life. You will no longer have any news about me to talk about. Find someone else to pick on.

(End note: My 4th sucked. I woke up sick, and spent the greater morning vomitting. Not fun. Now I have a rash all over my face from it. I also have these mysterious itchy bumps all over my hands..  Other than that, today I ran some errands and saw a friend, but other than that pretty much stayed inside. Watched the fireworks from my backyard (someone spent a grip of money on fireworks! I'm talking thousands of bucks. It was awesome. Lasted about an hour, give or take, and they were the up in the sky, big boom type, not the little crappy kind) Hope you all had a better day than I)

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No way, what?!
Current mood: pleased

Over the past couple months I've been having horrible cramps, bloating, backaches, headaches and all the other crap that comes with PMS, everything but the actual menstrual flow. I haven't had a period since February. Uck. So I had an ultra sound done yesterday to check and make sure no fluid is building up in my uterus. It was clean and my uterus is empty, yay! I had a follow-up doctors appointment this morning at 10, and was told while we were walking out the door for the Dr.s' that we were gonna go down to Cottage Grove after the doctors.

Alrighty, cool! It was a beautiful day and I had nothing else to do. Soooo we drove down there, I listened to my MP3 player the entire way down, as I was cranky from a small argument with my mom, lack of sleep, and overall feeling icky. We got down there and went to some cemetary where some of my distant family is buried. (My mom is big on geneology so we did that for her.) My great grandfather had a lot to do with the building of Cottage Grove so a lot of stuff is named after our family. Anyway, they owned a farm out there and my mom wanted to go check it out and take pictures. The people who live there now are SOOO nice and came and talked to us. The wife actually let us in and let us sort of take a tour, she showed me all the rooms and the property. There's a river that runs through the backyard. The house itself was built in uhm, 1927? I think so, yah. Anyway it was awesome. There were so many hidden rooms in that house. The lady who lives there was tellin us about "spirits" and ghosts that live the house. I believe it too.

We went to 2 lakes, Cottage Grove Lake (or something like that) and some other one that I can't remember the name of it. I took a lot of pictures so I'll upload them and you can check them out. We also went to a couple of other places that are slipping my mind. We checked out a camping site too..

We ate dinner at some trucker stop place. From the outside it looked nice, and busy. Once we got inside and sat down, the place itself was filthy, and the food wasn't all that great. Nothing like McClaskey's... Mmmmmmmmmm McClaskeys... Anyway yep so we got home not too long ago. Good day!

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New Live-In Boyfriend
Current mood: amused

We have 3 cats, well 4 if you include my sisters new kitten, but I don't know if this will be his permanent home, as my mom is extremely against having anymore pets, and has yet to find out about the new addition. But thats how it always happens, well... for me anyhow. I bring home an animal, stash it in my room and let my mom happen upon it.. In this case, my sister brought him home, and is stashing him away. It's the first time she's done it, and I'm so proud of her, haha..

Madden and Oley are my two indoor kitties.. Charles Dickens, or Charlie (aka Baby Kitten, or Little Kitten) also lives indoors too. Thena chose to live in the garage a couple years ago, and that's where she stays. We leave the side door open so she can go out to potty or guard the front yard, but she never really leaves the yard.

Anyway, I was making steaks for dinner tonight, and went out to the garage to get the indoor grill (we don't have room for it in the kitchen, so we keep it in the chest of drawers located in the garage). I went out there and of course Thena ran upto me, as she always does. Normally she wants 1 of 2 things; 1. food or 2. attention accompanied by food. She's a lot like me and doesn't like people/animals, she's got her little split-level apartment in the garage. While I was talking to her, I heard rustling to my right, I look up and try to locate where the noise is coming from, only to see a brown tabby stretching as he stands up from the lawn furniture cushions that live in the garage. Just looking at the kitty you could tell he was a male, he had that tomcat look to him. He jumped down from his loft, and sauntered over near me; not sure if I was ok he waited to see how Thena was with me. I petted her a little bit and he figured it was ok, and let me pet him. I wasn't 100% sure he was male until he turned around to rub on my moms car tire. Yup, Thena's got a boyfriend - a live in boyfriend at that! She even introduced him to me :)

When I came back in I couldn't help but laugh, and tell my mom about it, I mean seriously, how many animals do you know who bring home other animals? So I take her out to the garage and show her, sure enough he's still there, lol We don't care that she's got a oyfriend - more or less my mom is just worried about them scratching the paint on her brand new SUV.. Hopefully they don't (Thena likes to sleep on the roof of the SUV) or my mom will evict them from the sweet pad they've got, lol..

Alright, now that I've told you that sweet little story, lets see if I have any other updates?

I've been seeing/dating this guy for a while. We're not bf/gf, as I've wanted us to date a while and get to know each other before we jumped into a relationship. So I guess we've been "courting".. Anyway we have plans for the 4th of July, which is when I think we'll probably make it official.

Kenzie got the new kitten, who is as cute as he could be. He's got a sort of quirky personality. My kitties really didn't like him - well, Madden still doesn't like him, but Oley's warmed up somewhat and lets him sleep with her. Sometimes she'll even play with him. He sleeps under the covers with me - which is awkward because I move around a lot.. I worry I'm gonna squish him; and almost did the first night he was here.

Here are some pix of the children :)

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