Desperately Blogging

Hey, does it make you really nervous when you look in your rear view mirror and see a car following closely behind you that has obviously rear-ended someone at some point in the past? You can tell by the way the hood is buckled and the headlights are broken out? It really makes me nervous. ;)

Interior Monologue

My blog is in danger! My blog is in danger of becoming extinct! (Everytime I say the phrase "in danger"' it makes me think of that movie "Ghost". "Molly, you are in danger, girl.") When the end of the day arrives at lightspeed as it always does and there are many items still remaining on my task list of things to be done, the blog continually falls off the list. Therefore, just to keep my blog alive but not necessarily thriving, I am going to attempt something different for myself..."real" blogging. You know the type of blogging where you do not necessarily have anything to say but just want to say something, anything? You know the type of blogging that is more of a stream of consciousness and may not have a picture attached? I am going to try that because I think that may be how blogging came about anyway; an online diary so to speak. It may be just the trick to keep my blog alive at least for awhile.

One thing that is helping me to find time to blog today is that an ice storm arrived here late last night. It will be all over by noon so I can tell by the clock on the wall that I have approximately four hours to do things that I have not had time to do in awhile! Blessings come in strange and odd ways, do they not?

I got a new phone on Monday. I do not know how to use it yet but what I do know about it that is that it has the loudest and most obnoxious sound for the alarm that I have ever heard. Promptly at 5 AM, the alarm goes off and scares me out of my skin! Poor Claude, it scares the bejeepers out of him too. He takes off running and looking back at me like I am the meanest and baddest mother ever for inviting such a frightening noise into our usually peaceful home. Another thing about this phone that annoys me, it blinks constantly. I am not sure what that means. It has a blue blinking light that is constantly going, blink, blink, blink. Maybe one day I will have enough time to review the instruction cd but I kind of doubt it. Usually, I just rough it and make my way through things without reading the instructions never fully knowing the capabilities of the item until someone points out to me the most obvious and useful point that I have been missing for YEARS!

Claude has a toy lamb. He is so crazy about that thing. He is never without the booboo lamb. He is so cute with it because he tries to market it to Oliver. Claude really wishes Oliver would understand how marvelous this lamb is but Oliver just looks at it like "would you please get that nasty thing away from me?". Oliver will run off and Claude will pick up the lamb and run after him. Most of the time, Claude is standing by Oliver holding the lamb in his mouth and meowing through it as if to say "Hey, Ollie, I really do not think you understand what a wonderful toy this thing is." Claude never tries to convince Nigel of the wonderful qualities of the lamb, only Oliver. I am sure Nigel would try to kick Claude's booty if he brought it near him. Nigel is a pistol.

I see all kinds of cars on tv stuck out in traffic. If they would just pull off and park for a couple of hours, that ice will be gone. Even though it will still be cold, the sun really melts that stuff fast. Claude is trying to eat a string off of a blanket right now. That just bugs me! Why is it that cats like to eat strings? Once I had a bookmarker made entirely out of crochet yarn. My cat Rusty ate the ENTIRE thing! Needless to say, that presented all kinds of problems. It took about a month to get that guy back to normal not to mention almost costing him his life. Right now on tv they are showing pictures of the ice storm sent in by viewers. Someone took a pix of something in their yard that looked like a frozen toxic waste pool and sent it in. Why would anyone think that was a fun pix? Makes me wonder about folks sometimes.

I hear someone outside chipping ice off of their car. I think this would have been a time when I definately parked the car in the garage rather than chip ice! Well, I had better close up my first outing in typing my "stream of conciousness" and go pay some bills while I have the extra time!

True, Blue (Eyed) Love

You may have noticed that I have been conspicuously absent from my blogging pages lately. I have been somewhat busy with other responsibilities and chores. However, I figure it is time to blog about something even if it has nothing to do with anything relevant in my life at this time. I ran across a quotation by Theophile Gautier, a French poet, writer and critic that said “Dynasties of cats, as numerous as the dynasties of the Pharaohs, succeed each other under my roof.” Monsieur Gautier must have been a lot like me. This quotation made me reminisce about some of my dynasties past. I have never posted about my boy, Blaine. He is the beautiful white, blue eyed cat in the picture. What you cannot see in this picture were his big feet. He was a six toed cat. Claude is that other precious one in the picture who also adored Blaine. Blaine was my love. Blaine was my sweetness. Blaine was my heart. I have had many loves and for that, I am truly fortunate. I do not understand people who cannot find true love. Maybe they are looking for the wrong kind. True love waits at any animal shelter.