Frontline Day

I dosed my cats with Frontline today, and they were not the least bit happy.  They pouted, shunned me, and looked at me as only the betrayed can look.  After a bit of time lapsed, I noticed my defleaed cats comfortably lying around the house.  No more scratching, chewing, or over licking.  I must have taken some smug satisfaction from this, because the first, and only, thought that entered my mind was, "Your Welcome!"

Mabel, sleeping off the terror of the day.

High School Nostalgia

I was looking at the list of friend suggestions on my Facebook page, and found some people I went to high school with.  Feeling a little nostalgic, I sent out friend requests to some of the more familiar names on the list.  I wasn't sure I'd get many confirms.  This may be hard for people who didn't know me back then to believe, but I was once a very quiet, shy person.  I wasn't sure these former classmate would remember me.  To my surprise, most all of my friend requests were confirmed.
Later, I was telling Dave about my new facebook friends.  I told him how I was the quiet, dorky girl, who hardly ever talked to anyone, and how surprised I was that people actually remembered me.  My wonderful, loving husband answered, "Of course they remembered you.  They probably said, "Hey, look.  It's the quiet, dorky girl, who hardly ever talked to anyone.'" 

Thanks, Hun...

Two Stupid People In Love

I was looking through my old photos and stumbled upon these.  It was the Spring of 2002, and Dave and I had just gotten engaged.  He wanted to send some picures to his mother in Alabama, so she would know what his new fiance looked like (sure wish I still looked like this).  I came over after work, so I could have my picture taken, using his beautiful, vine-covered back yard fence as a back drop.  I'll never forget what a fun day we had, nor the consequences that followed...

I'm sure some of you already know where this is going.  Take a closer look at the lovely foliage, and see if you can guess what the vines are.  Anybody?  If you guessed poison ivy, congratulations, you guessed right.  Neither of us knew what it was.  I didn't know, because I'd never seen it.  He didn't know, because he's not allergic, therefore never had to watch out for it.  Well, we discovered the hard way, that, unlike Dave, I am very allergic.  I often wonder if his mother noticed....

The Whole Story

For those of you who haven't followed the storm drain cat story, and would like to catch up, you can find my previous posts here, here, here, and here.

Storm Drain Kitty Is Alive!!

Yes, it's absolutely true! It was about the middle of our second lap. We had turned off 25th onto Simpson. We had just passed the wooded area, when Kim pointed toward my side of the street, and excitedly said, "It's him!" I followed her gaze to a black and white cat, walking up the driveway to one of the houses. It was definately him (actually we don't know if the cat is male, but we say 'him' anyway)! The same white beard, the white tip on the end of the tail, the floppy right ear, and the crooked way he held his head are things we'd recognize anywhere. Even if all these things weren't enough to convince us, the way he walked with his body straight, except for his slight list to the right is unmistakeable. Our storm drain cat survived! I know it will be fine now. The area where we saw it is animal friendly. In fact, it might even belong to the people who live in that house. As we were walking away, Kim asked me if I was going to shout for joy the way I said I would in my previous post! Yes, I totally did! Twice! :)
The black blur in the middle is our storm drain kitty. I would have loved a better photo, but this is as close as he would let me get. Kim got a little closer, but of course, I had forgotten to give her my phone.

Signs Of Life

Yesterday, Dave and I left the confines of our house, and ventured over to the little town of Detroit, Tx. This is the home of an awesome local nursury called Bratchers. Here are a few photos I took while shopping.It's pretty hard to see, but among the flowers of this blue salvia plant is a bumble bee in flight. I've always had a fear of bees (especially big bees), but I've grown to accept them since I started gardening. Still, old fears are hard to completely get over. You should have seen me trying to snap this shot while, at the same time, dodging the bees.Here is a shot of another bee, drinking nectar from a hyssup plant. At least, I think it was hyssup. They had several different salvia-looking plants right together, and the bees were all over them.This last picture is my favorite. Posted to the stem of a beautiful yellow rose tree, was a sign that read, "cardinal's nest: Four eggs." We leaned in for a closer look to find four baby cardinals, completely hatched and sleeping. I took this one picture, but not knowing much about baby birds, I didn't take any more. I was afraid I might scare them.
So there you have it. Even the shortest of road trips can be so much fun.

Serious Knitting ADD

I've always had trouble with this. I pick a knitting pattern, choose my yarn, and I can hardly wait to start. I cast on, and knit on it for about a week or so. This is about how long it takes me to stumble upon another pattern I just can't wait to start. This results in bags and bags of unfinished projects lying around the house. After a few months have passed, I begin to feel embarrassed at not having finished anything, so I'll get some of these projects back out, and work on them until something is completed. This year is completely different. I can't make myself get around to finishing a single project I've started in the last few months. I'm starting to fear I'll have nothing finished in time for the crafts exhibit. Now, I know that's a long way off, but it's much shorter than you think when you're trying to knit an afghan or something big. If I don't get hold of my scattered mind, I'll end up with just small items (the way I did last year), or nothing at all...And that would make me sad. :(