Live Long & Pawspurr

Well today is the day! Karl & Ruis just got hitched! It was a wonderful ceremony aboard the star ship Voyager. Captain Janeway presided over the gathering along with her crew and the many beloved guests. Unfortunately we were unable to attend the actual wedding but we are all geared for the reception!

Stryder is decked out in this fancy recreation of a Captain Kirk uniform. His grandma Carol spent hours adding all the shiny details so that he would look fabulous. Just like a mancat he was ready in 2 minutes flat. Now he is just adjusting his transmitter while he waits in the Captain's seat.
Scotchy wanted to look glamorous in her recreation of a Star Trek costume. I don't know what planet this one came from but she looks great. After a whole day of practicing in her new heels she's not wobbling at all.
The gracious hosts that they are, Karl & Ruis sent ahead some refreshments to get the party started until they arrive at the reception. Just look how fresh and lovely this catnip is! The gang can't wait to give it a chew and a rub and maybe even a roll or two.
The festivities have just gotten started so be sure to beam over and wish them well. Hope we bump into you at the reception!

For Your Viewing Pleasure

I drew this a few months ago and it made me laugh. Sorry about the shadow. Looking at it now it kinda reminds me of a South Park character or something.

Didn't I Blow Your Mind This Time?

Ok, I have a confession to make. I LOVE New Kids on the Block. I know what your thinking, what a dork! but its true! I do. And I don't care cause I know I'm a dork but thats what makes me, ME.

It started out in about 10th grade for me. My friend Tina was what you could call a little obsessed with them. She had all the posters, the tapes, the video tapes, the magazines, the pins, buttons, dolls, fake backstage passes, everything! She would sing all of their songs on the radio but she wouldn't stop there. She had a passion for little Joey Joe so everytime a song, any song, not just one of theirs, would say the word you she would swap it for Joe. At first I thought I was just hearing her wrong but then it became quite amuzing to see how she could make any song into a love song to her man. My favorite was a Mariah Carey song, Emotions. Imagine this: Joe's got me feeling emotions deeper than I've ever dreamed of.... Cute right?

Well it started with me sharing a ride to my first ever concert. We were on our way and I let it be known that I had only ever heard their first album. Tina freaked! How could I be a fan and not have heard the latest and the greatest!?! Well she must have decided at that point that I was her mission. From then on we ate drank slept NKOTB. By the end of a few short months I'd say that I could compete with her on who could out obsess who.

Soon afterward my family and I moved to Georgia and I had lost my fellow fan friend. We would write and call and she even came for a short visit but it wasn't the same. She would talk less and less about Joe and she became all about that guy who sang Rico Suave, I think his name was Gerardo or something. Anyway, I felt all alone in my love for the Kids. About that time I stopped hearing about them and they just kinda faded away. There was no one to share my love for them with so I moved on.

Flash forward to the present and the news that the Kids were getting back together. O. M. G!! I am so psyched! I couldn't believe it! Finally some good news in this messed up world! lol. I have been so excited about this but one problem....I had no one to share this excitement with! Tina has dissappeared into my long list of long lost friends and as much as I hate to admit this, I don't really have too many friends living waaaay out here in this little mountain town. Everybody I have tried to share my excitement with has just kinda given me that are you serious look. Yes! I'm serious. I still love the New Kids.

Just when I thought that I was alone on this I found this: Desperately Seeking Sanity's Bloggy Giveaway. I have finally found another dork to share my excitement with! Can you believe it!?! They really do exist! lol. I can't tell you how much I have enjoyed reading her blog and seeing all the references to NKOTB. It makes me feel like a teenager again. Only this time no acne!

Not only did I enter her bloggy giveaway, I WON!!! I think I won her over with my masterful reinterpretation of Donnie's rap from the song No More Games. Or I could have just been the random name picked out of a hat, who cares? I don't! All I know is that I won an awesome prize and have gained a new friend. Who could ask for more?

Its Garden Party Time!

Today we are celebrating Gretchen and Yoggie's birthday! Gretchen is throwing a Garden Party Tea for all her kitty freinds with lots of yummy treats! She also provided top hats for the gentlemen cats and beautiful feather hats and fans for the lady kitties. Here you can see Stryder trying one on for size. He doesn't look too happy with this one does he? I think he may be more displeased with my graphics skills than with the top hat. I think he looks very handsome! :o)




It took a lot of time and convincing to get Stryder to agree to pose with Scotchy under the Rose Arbor. I also had to bribe him with a glass of Tuna Juice Punch. Scotchy seemed partial to the Sweet Catnip Tea and the Catnip Cordials.



Also celebrating birthday's today is Gandalf & Grayson and Dr. Tweetie's Aunt Stinky. Yay! Happy Birthday efurrykitty!

Gretchen is still serving up her delicious treats over at Gretchen's Paw Prattle be sure to stop by and say hello!

Furry Friday

Meet my furry family.

This is Butterscotch, a.k.a. Scotchy. She likes to show off her belly but watch out! Its a trap, she just wants to sucker you in so she can bunny kick and chomp on your hand.

This is Stryder. He's the sweetest kitty there is. He is a snuggler and a head butt-er. He likes to sleep on my chest or right against my face if he can. I frequently wake up with him tucked up under my chin.

The basket kitty is his mama, Sugar. She is the queen of the household but she has to constantly defend her title cause Scotchy wants to take over. Sugar is very quick to give her a smack to show her who is boss.

Hope you enjoyed meeting them. Now brush off all the fur and go have a good weekend.

5 Things

Yay! Its meme time again. Boy, I never get tired of them. My buddy Josey tagged me for this one. In case you hadn't figured it out its called 5 Things. Basically its a bunch of questions and I have to come up with 5 answers for each. Let's see how it goes.

First, the rules:
1. Each blogger answers the questions about themselves.
2. Then tag five people. Make sure to let them know! :)

What I was doing 10 years ago - 1998
1. Living with my (now ex) boyfriend.
2. Yoyo dieting.
3. Flirting on the internet.
4. Watching cute guys at the mall with my friend "J" (another dysfunctional character that is now an ex).
5. Pretending to be happy.

Five things on my to-do list today
1. Try on clothes delivered through catalog. Check!
2. Fix bed frame. Check!
3. Post to my blog. Check!
4. Laundry.
5. Search want ads.

Snacks I enjoy
1. Crackers with cream cheese and salsa.
2. Crackers with cheese and apple slices.
3. Apples with peanut butter.
4. Scoops style Frito's with french onion dip.
5. Honey Bunches of Oats cereal with a touch of Hazelnut creamer. Sounds weird but very yummy!

Things I would do if I were a billionaire
1. Pay off all my debt.
2. Pay off all my loved ones' debts.
3. Buy a nice house, maybe 4 bedrooms and 3 baths. Oh yeah and with a pool and a hot tub and a big deck in back. A nice backyard with a garden and plenty of places for my kitties to investigate. Top it off with a beautiful wrap around front porch with a big ole swing for enjoying summer nights with a glass of lemonade. What could be better?
4. Build an animal shelter and hire my friends to run it with me.
5. Go on an extended vacation and see all the places I've ever been curious about.

Five of my bad habits
1. Letting myself get defeated.
2. Indulging in self pity.
3. Withdrawing from social situations.
4. Limiting myself.
5. Being lazy.

Five places I have lived
1. LaFontaine, IN (childhood hometown)
2. Wabash, IN (transitional home before big move)
3. Norcross, GA (first place down south)
4. Lawrenceville, GA (first real home in Atlanta)
5. Alto, GA (current residence)

Five jobs I've had
1. Daycare teacher (toddlers & two's and then for infants).
2. Administrative assistant (part time answering phones at night while in school).
3. Manufacturing associate (built cash registers and cellular phone chargers).
4. Nanny (worked for a family of two doctors, had their baby from 6 weeks until 1 year old).
5. Administrative assistant (data entry specialist, A/R clerk, insurance processor, customer service, you name it I've done it).

What I'd like to be doing in 10 years
1. Be a wife and mother. (Bob? Are you listening? lol)
2. Be financially stable.
3. Have a career I love.
4. Be a homeowner.
5. Sing publicly on a regular basis and maybe even get paid for it!

Wow! that was a lot of info! Now, I know that the rules say to tag 5 bloggers but I don't really know 5 bloggers who would do it. So I'm gonna tag the first 5 people who read this. Now you don't have to do it but I sure would be interested to learn a bit more about you so come on, what have you got to loose? I'll be watching! :)

Beware of the Shelf Snatchers

It was an ordinary day just like any other, I was amusing myself on the computer playing games, chatting with a friend, reading blogs, you know the usual. I had let my cat in the house a short while ago and he was unhappy to have to share me with the glowing box on the desk so he wandered about aimlessly looking for some entertainment. I became lost in my own electronic world and after a while I started to wonder what had become of poor bored little kitty.

I got up from my post and began looking for him in the kitchen. “Stryder? Where are you baby cat?” Cat food bowl? Nope, not there. Refrigerator rug? Nope, not there. Hmmm...? Are you in the living room? Empty sofa, recliner and front door rug. Where could he have gotten? I turned around and headed for the bedroom. Nope, no kitty there. Not even under the bed or dresser. He likes his privacy so maybe he's in the closet again. No. No closet kitty.

Well this left only one place, the bathroom. I know that he likes to follow me in there after a shower and have a lick of refreshment off the shower curtain, but he wasn't thirsty today, no kitty in the tub. I took a spin to look around the room and something caught my eye behind the door. I pushed the door closed to get a better look. “What in the heck?” Something fluffy caught my attention on the linen shelf.







I guess he knew that it was April Fool's Day and he thought he'd play a little game of hide and seek with me. The foolish part was that he was on top of a slippery magazine and couldn't seem to get any traction and was having a hard time getting out. He looked like he had jackknifed himself into that little wedge of open space. I reached in and twisted him around and pulled out the magazine and then he was able to get out.

I think he had planned a little sneak attack on me. Luckily I had my camera and now the joke is on him. Ain't he cute?

So does anyone else have a April Fool's Day story to share?

Spring has sprung

Spring is here! Yay!!! This is the beautiful view out my bedroom window. Stryder and I have been enjoying it immensely. It's so strange...he crys at the window of my office to be let in the house and then he runs to the bedroom so that he can sit in the window and stare raptly out. I figured he would be happier out in it rather than "screening" it like a kitty kat movie. I guess spring is pretty interesting where ever you view it.

My pal Josey has been envious of my beautiful weather cause she is way up north in winterland. She reported that it was snowing on the first day of spring. Well, I may not have snow in spring but I do, however, have a layer of yellow pollen blanketing my car just like snow. Sneeze inducing snow, what fun! lol. Luckily I had 16+ years up in the Great White to help me build up a bit of a resistance to the yellow muck. As most people down here are drippy nosed and bleary eyed I just have a little dryness and tickle in my throat. Thank God for small miracles.

Reguardless of the weather I hope everyone had a wonderful Easter and is enjoying the day.

Creative Meme

So I've been looking around the blogosphere and I have come across a few new ones that I really enjoy. The most recent one has a challenge posted that I was really interested in. Since I have some time on my hands and have been pretty restless lately I thought I'd give it a shot. Check this out:

1. Make something, anything. It doesn't have to be complicated or artsy. Make a list, take an interesting picture, make someone's day, make dinner, make a doodle, make fun of yourself, make a poem, make your bed (OK, that last one is lame).
2. Write a blog about it. With pictures for extra brownie points.
3. Link to this blog and challenge six other bloggers to do the same.

Fun huh? Well this is what I came up with:





This is just a colored pencil drawing I created with my favorite baby kitty Stryder for my muse. He was just sprawled across my bed snoozing away. He must have been dreaming because it started to look like he was swimming! I'm not the best artist but I thought that I got my idea across in this, at least enough to make me giggle! Here are some other pictures of the real kitty for you to draw a comparison. (Also I just love my kitty and like any proud mama just want to show him off a little!)

The first one is of him pretending to sleep after I started taking pictures.

This next one is him hanging out in the bathroom with me while I did my hair.

Here he is deep asleep but still wishing for a belly rub.

And then finally relenting and allowing me to take his picture.

Ok, now I know that the rules above say to challenge 6 bloggers to be creative but to be honest, I'm so new to this whole blog thing that I don't really know 6 bloggers that actually participate in Meme's so I'm only gonna tag 3. They are Josey, Witchypoo, and Veronica. I'm really excited to see what you guys come up with and even if you weren't tagged please feel free to participate! Remember it doesn't matter what it is that you create, just be creative!! Oh yeah, and have FUN!!

It's skirt poppin time!

I was reading one of my favorite blogs recently and the topic was most embarassing moments. I don't know if this is truly my most embarassing moment but it is certainly up there.

My disfunctional freind and I decided to go out one Saturday night many years ago. We got all dressed up and was looking good. I had my hair done right and makeup looked flawless, I slithered into an awesome black suede mini skirt and heels and a cute little sweater. Disfunctional was in her traditional uniform of tight jeans, nikes and a cleavage revealing top. Problem was we didn't have anywhere to go. So we hopped in her car and just hit the road and eventually ended up at the apartment of a guy she had a crush on.

Well, needless to say I ended up being the third wheel at this little party so to occupy my time (and I suppose to add to their entertainment) the lovebirds generously provided me with a bottle of liquor. Being in my early 20's I was pretty proud of my drinking abilities and had no problem complying with the request to go out into the kitchen and take a slug from the bottle. Little did I realize that I didn't have the abilities I had been bragging about. Up til now my drinking experience had been little fru-fru girly drinks with lots of juice and fruit and cute little umbrellas. This, my friends, had no umbrella. It was Golden Grain 180 proof!

After a few tips of the bottle I was feeling NO PAIN! In fact, I suddenly thought I was light as a feather and hot as hell! I began to laugh and giggle and flirt with no one imparticular and in my enlightened state I decided that the pillars in the front entrance would make a perfect pole for me to dance on! After a few warm up wiggles and a swirl or two I was ready for the show. I called into the living room and got the duo's attention and proceeded to scrub the ground with my tushy. Thats all it took. I heard this terrible popping slash explosion and I watched as my tight little skirt flew off my body and across the foyer!

Instantly everyone was laughing and laughing as I stood there confused and bare butted. Disfunctional was actually rolling on the floor with tears coming down her face. Lucky for me I was so drunk that I laughed too instead of crying. My only saving grace was that I had packed an overnight bag with a pair of sweats in it which was retrieved for me by apartment dude. Talk about making an impression...I don't think he'll ever forget me.

From that night on Disfunctional never let me live that one down. She even made up a little song that extolled the night's events. Sometimes I can still hear her singing it. "Ya'll gon make me split my skirt, up in here, up in here. Ya'll gon see my derriere ...."

100 Things Part II

51. I let dead flowers just hang around in vases until all the petals fall off.

52. I secretly wish I was Asian.

53. Or a Goth Princess. I love the wigs and makeup they can get away with. I frequently will dress up with a goth theme for Halloween and when I'm made up that way I instantly feel sexy and somewhat powerful. Weird huh?

54. Right now I'm listening to heavy metal music from a band that is actually an animated cartoon. Metalacolypse rules! lol

55. My freind Swameejos reminded me of the time when my prudish mother called us over the the window to "look at all the little peckers"! Maybe you had to be there but it was hilarious!

56. I still have a piggy bank.

57. I like pepperoni and pineapple pizza. I call it Pee Pee Pizza. I told you I'm still 7! lol

58. My personal motto is "Fake it til you Make it". I'm still faking.

59. When drinking with my pals I tend to break into old rap songs by the Beastie Boys. Before the first verse is over everyone joins in. Kickin it old school!

60. I can chug a beer in 4 seconds flat much to the chagrin of my boyfreind, it takes him at least 7. He won't let me race him anymore in public. Tee hee.

61. I still like to play dress up. I put on crazy make up and create super heroes in lingerie. TMI?

62. I've never painted a room.

63. I'm a recovering pack rat.

64. I'd rather pay someone to wash my car than do it myself.

65. I hold myself back needlessly.

66. This guy I was dating tried to break up with me for being a smart @ss. This was after I had just dumped him. Sheesh! Too late buddy!

67. I saw an alien in my neighbor's garage when I was younger. It was totally cool and creepy at the same time. You could only see it from my bedroom and the face continually changed kinda like a shape shifter. My dad tried to convince me that it was just something hanging on the wall but I waved at it and it waved back. Junk on a wall won't do that.

68. I'm the only person I know who can bust their @ss at a liquor store before going in. I got the scarred up knee to prove it.

69. I feel more connected to my spriritual side when I'm immersed in water. There is something about the freedom it gives me that allows me to focus outside of myself and within myself at the same time. I discovered this as a child. I would go night swimming with my dad in the summer time and we would just float and look up at the stars and ponder life's mysteries. Very cool Dad.

70. I have had a few poems published but one of them was also selected to be dramatically read by an actor onto audio tape that was entitled "The Ten Best Poems of the Year". I forget what year it was.

71. I used to be addicted to a show called "Starting Over". I really miss it. It was a reality type show that dedicated itself to giving women from all walks of life an opportunity for self growth and change and to essentially start over. I gained so much knowledge and inspiration from that show I wish it were still on. I wanted to be on it. Thanks Rhonda and Iyanla, you were a blessing.

72. I seem to have a habit of finding disfunctional freinds. It also takes me way too long to realize I need to let them go. You know, that whole season reason lifetime thingy. Which one are you? :p

73. I love to play bored games. Lol, I just realized I used the wrong spelling for board, but its true! You play them when your bored so why not!?!

74. I made my boyfreind a macaroni lady for Valentine's Day. He was expecting it. (Don't worry I also gave him a card and made him brownies.)

75. I dream in color and remember my dreams most every day. They are usually weird and symbolic and make sense only to me. I used to keep a dream journal and if I were to read it now I would immediately be able to feel the same emotions that I felt when I originally dreamt them. Cool huh!

What do you mean I'm too old for American Idol?

Its been a long time since I've opened up my mouth and belted out a tune but tonight I did just that. Picture it folks, a chunky, 30 something, prematurely grayed woman dressed in a bathrobe and slippers dancing around in front of her computer singing into a tacky glue bottle, at the top of her lungs, like she was 9! Man I was having a blast! I even adjusted the lighting to give the neighbors a show--just in case they were lucky enough to be watching.

I couldn't beleive how good it felt to just let it all out and go for it. I was hitting the high notes and everything which is not an easy task when your singing along with Celine Dion. I discovered the key is to turn the sound waaaay up so that I don't feel so timid, I can still hear the music and words but let out my voice, my real voice at a therapuetic volume.

I've often thought that as I have gotten older that I have started shrinking into myself, that I have lost my voice and have even voiced this to close freinds. I always meant this as lost my presence, my self but tonight I realized that the reason for that is because a big and vital part of who I am is my voice itself.

I felt like I was the true me was when I was singing. Whether I was in school, at concerts, in the car with the radio, or out singing kareoke, I was always singing. I was always present. Always whole. I knew who I was and what I was about. Take it or leave it. I was a singer.

I have allowed that part of me to go unheard for too long. I have allowed myself to care too much about what others would think of me if I opened my mouth and let the music come out. The thing that I have forgotten is that people actually like what comes out. Why should I fear sharing it?

The presence that I have been missing is my stage presence. Its about time that I got it back. I need to start sharing that part of me that is only me and everything else will just fall in place. Music is too big a part of me to just cut out like I have. It's trying to come back like a limb that can regenerate. Now I can't help but image an extra arm or leg sprouting out of me. "Honey, don't stare at the lady, that's just her microphone arm." Hmmm....an extra music limb? Now that may just be the "star quality" they are always talking about on American Idol. We're gonna have to do something about that age limit.