Some days you spend sobbing like a baby.
And some days you just say Fuck this shit... pity party is over, Bitches.
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
A Week In Photos: Jan 29 - Feb. 4
January 29: Get this damn plastic out of my eye!
January 30: There were some freaky lights in the sky...
January 31: Magic pills make the pain go away.
February 1: The Eye of Mordor!
February 3: You better not let me down, Heather.
February 4: All shoes should have spikes.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
A Week In Photos: Jan. 22 - 28
January 22: Cleaning the streets after midnight.
January 23: Chicken Spinach Casserole. Yeah, I can cook stuff.
January 24: There is no sweeter sight than your vehicle waiting to take you home after a 12 hour day.
January 25: Dante gets cuddles. Stormy gets jealous.
January 26: LIBRARY SPIDER!!!
January 27: Puppies make work so much better.
January 28: Urban deer, hanging out.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
A Week in Photos: Jan. 15-21
Another week of photos...
January 15: Shimmy coins!
January 16: The hockey rink smells like sweaty gear and popcorn.
January 17: Beer will make everything better, I promise.
January 18: Oh look, it's snowing again.
January 19: Keisha makes the best imaginary cookies.
January 20: My gym is always empty on first thing in the morning. Just how I like it.
January 21: The Morgue. All that history.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Random Dreams
Last night I had a dream.
I dreamed that someone told me I needed to abandon my life. That I had to leave everything behind and just go.
I don't know why I had to do this, but I did. I took a few things, clothes and the like, got into my car and prepared to go...
When I realized there was no way I could leave my cats behind.
The person who told me to leave said my cats would be fine, they'd find a good home for them.
It didn't matter.
I got a major attack of the guilts and went back for the kitties. Packed them both into one carrier (this would never happen in real life, they'd kill each other), got back in the car and started driving.
I didn't make it very far before I woke up.
What does it mean? I think it really does confirm that I am truly a Crazy Cat Lady.
I dreamed that someone told me I needed to abandon my life. That I had to leave everything behind and just go.
I don't know why I had to do this, but I did. I took a few things, clothes and the like, got into my car and prepared to go...
When I realized there was no way I could leave my cats behind.
The person who told me to leave said my cats would be fine, they'd find a good home for them.
It didn't matter.
I got a major attack of the guilts and went back for the kitties. Packed them both into one carrier (this would never happen in real life, they'd kill each other), got back in the car and started driving.
I didn't make it very far before I woke up.
What does it mean? I think it really does confirm that I am truly a Crazy Cat Lady.
So be it.
Friday, January 25, 2013
A Week In Photos: Jan. 8-14
The second week of picture-taking yielded a couple more interesting results than the first week, I think.
January 8 - Sliver of the moon I saw on my way to work
January 9 - An impromptu self-portrait of sorts.
January 10 - Dante does not want to deal with your bullshit right now.
January 11 - Hoar frost trees, at night.
January 12 - We get some gorgeous sunrises in the land of the big sky.
January 13 - Cleaning the streets.
January 14 - We also get some wicked sunsets.
I have a feeling I'm going to have a lot of sunrises and sunsets during this whole thing. I can help it, they just look so awesome!
Ginger.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
My Life Needs A Laugh Track
I've come to the conclusion that my life has turned into a sitcom. I'm going to call it F*** My Life.
My day started with the cats waking me up at 5 a.m. Not because they needed anything, they just felt like yowling and raking their claws down the closet door.
I should also point out that one of them was swishing their tail in my face and caused a bunch of loose car hair to go up my nose, which triggered a massive increase in snot production and sneezing.
I think I finally fell back asleep about 20 minutes before my alarm went off.
Dragging my miserable ass out of bed, I made my way to work where it felt like I couldn't do anything right all goddamn day, which made the day feel a lot longer than it actually was.
Finally I got ready to go home. Trying to cross the street to get to my car was extraordinarily treacherous in some spots as the chinook blowing outside was melting the snow, yet it was freezing as well, making for very wet and slippery ice.
By some miracle, I managed not to fall on my ass like I have in the past. Perhaps the day is looking up?
Oh no it's not.
Having parked my car on the street, the driver's side was covered in dirt from passing cars, making it nearly impossible for me to see out my window. Deciding to just drive around for a bit to clear my head, I came to a point where I was going to have to turn left.
Not being able to see out the left side, I rolled down the window to see how far away the oncoming traffic was.
I should mention that I was stopped right in front of a massive puddle. Did I mention there's a chinook outside?
As soon as my window was down, a jacked up pickup truck burned past me through the puddle kicking up a massive splash which then was blown through my open window and right into my face.
I'm not even kidding.
I sat it my car, drenched in mud puddle water and laughed that sad little laugh you use when it's either that or start crying.
And then I went home. Sorry ladies in my dance troupe, but there was no way I could face people after that.
So I'm just going to drink my beer and hope it gives me just enough of a buzz to knock me out.
Tomorrow's another day.
Ginger.
My day started with the cats waking me up at 5 a.m. Not because they needed anything, they just felt like yowling and raking their claws down the closet door.
I should also point out that one of them was swishing their tail in my face and caused a bunch of loose car hair to go up my nose, which triggered a massive increase in snot production and sneezing.
I think I finally fell back asleep about 20 minutes before my alarm went off.
Dragging my miserable ass out of bed, I made my way to work where it felt like I couldn't do anything right all goddamn day, which made the day feel a lot longer than it actually was.
Finally I got ready to go home. Trying to cross the street to get to my car was extraordinarily treacherous in some spots as the chinook blowing outside was melting the snow, yet it was freezing as well, making for very wet and slippery ice.
By some miracle, I managed not to fall on my ass like I have in the past. Perhaps the day is looking up?
Oh no it's not.
Having parked my car on the street, the driver's side was covered in dirt from passing cars, making it nearly impossible for me to see out my window. Deciding to just drive around for a bit to clear my head, I came to a point where I was going to have to turn left.
Not being able to see out the left side, I rolled down the window to see how far away the oncoming traffic was.
I should mention that I was stopped right in front of a massive puddle. Did I mention there's a chinook outside?
As soon as my window was down, a jacked up pickup truck burned past me through the puddle kicking up a massive splash which then was blown through my open window and right into my face.
I'm not even kidding.
I sat it my car, drenched in mud puddle water and laughed that sad little laugh you use when it's either that or start crying.
And then I went home. Sorry ladies in my dance troupe, but there was no way I could face people after that.
So I'm just going to drink my beer and hope it gives me just enough of a buzz to knock me out.
Tomorrow's another day.
Ginger.
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