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Got the date changed yet?

Dear Mr. Dog,

Thank you for suggesting to Mrs. Dog that you change your wedding anniversary date to any other day in the calendar year other than September 5.  I appreciate your clear understanding that it was my birthday long before you and the Mrs. wed, and that the celebration of your nuptials year after year is in direct conflict with the celebration of memememememememe ME and my birthday.

In preparation for the reaction of Mrs. Dog, I have an extra pitcher of green Kool Aid chilling in the fridge so you will have something to drink when you have been kicked out of your abode for the rest of the day.  Please stop for Little Debbies on the way over.

Love, unicorns and daisies,

Kat

a survey–miss you, steinster!

 

I have to do this survey because the Steinster sent it to me and I miss her and because I opened it and 315 bad things will befall all the earthworms in a tri-state area if I don’t fill it out…or something like that, I really didn’t read that part carefully.

 

1. Do you like blue/bleu cheese? No, I am afraid of it.  Isn’t that like the beginnings of penicillin or something in those streaks?

2. Have you ever smoked? Smoked what?


3. Do you own a gun? Nah, who needs one when you’re a ninja?!

4. What flavor Kool-Aid was your favorite? My fave was and is the lime kind.  It’s in the fridge now.  It’s lovely with Absolut.


5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? No, but I don’t like the girly bits appointment when they are scoping out your darkest depths with the salad tongs or whatever…and they wanna be all conversational with you!

6. What do you think of hot dogs? I really don’t think about them a lot…but there’s nothing better (and greasier) than a chili dog and fries from the Hot Dog King.

7. Favorite Christmas movie? ELF!

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Well, if you’d sleep over, you’d know (slumber party, woohoo!).  I drink about 100 gallons of water first thing every morning, my asthma and allergy meds make me thirsty.  Once I’m suitably sloshy, I can then move on to Diet Coke with Lime or Diet Dr. Pepper.

9. Can you do push ups?   Yes but it hurts my rt wrist like a mofo ever since I broke it playing indoor soccer a few years ago.

10. Favorite piece of jewelry?  Anything Minime and I made together. 

11. Favorite hobby? I don’t have one favorite thing.  I am all over the place all the time.


12: Do you have A.D.D./A.D.H.D?   Actually, yes, I do.  I wouldn’t have told you that last week, but this week, yes, I’ll admit that, because I was an absolute dumbass to try and ignore it (thanks, you, eternal thanks).

13. What’s one trait you hate about yourself? I love me, really, because if I don’t, who will?


14. Middle name? HerRoyalAwesomeness

15. What are you doing at this exact moment?  Waiting for the sugar cookies to bake for Minime and Neighbor Girl
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Water, Diet Coke W/ Lime, Red Bull

17. Current worry?  No worries really, because everything will work itself out.

18. Something you hate right now?  That I’m not on vacation right now, that sucks.

 

19. Something you love right now?  I love my daily email from Bring A Trailer, my morning fix of awesome cars that I will own when I win the lottery this week (I will have the orange Unimog, the orange Porsche AND the orange Bronco, and also that Audi Quattro).

20. How did you bring in the New Year?  I have no earthly idea.


21. Where would you like to go?  It’s not where you go but who you’re with that really matters… 

 

22. Three people who will complete this? My fellow MySpacers can paste it all over the bulletin board.

23. Do you own slippers? Yes but Minime took them.  I resort to socks.

24. What shirt are you wearing right now? purple sweater, I’m a tad chilly


25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?  No, it’s sweaty, yuck.


26. Can you whistle?  Yes


27. Favorite color?  Black

28. Would you be a pirate?  Aye, I would!

29. What songs do you sing in the shower? I don’t take showers!

30. Favorite Girl’s Name?  I don’t wanna think about that, I’ll just end up adopting another animal

31. Favorite boy’s name?  See above

32. What’s in your pocket right now?  I am pocketless

33. Last thing that made you laugh?  Dad the Bounty Hunter called and asked if I had gas, and I said no that I’d call him next time I farted if he was concerned that I might explode or something.  He didn’t think it was funny at all, since he’d just waited in line at the gas station for some time.


34. Best bed sheets as a child?  I had pastel rainbow striped ones and a matching bedspread in 6th grade that looked like melting ice cream. 

35. Worst injury you ever had?  I’m gonna say the whole injury to my back from the first fall off the front steps followed by the fall at work shortly thereafter.  Messed me up really bad for more than a year.  Losing a year to pain sucked.

36. Do you love where you live?  Sure

37. How many TV’s do you have in your house? A couple, but I seldom watch.  No time, really.

38. Who is your loudest friend?  Probably me!!

39. Does someone have a crush on you?  You all do, no matter your gender.  I am the bomb.

40. What is your favorite book?  Rules of Attraction, Bret Easton Ellis, or most anything by Wally Lamb.


41. Favorite Sports Team?  my soccer team, go Holland!

42. What song do you want played at your funeral?  Not sure, but I really want you to rock the hell out, there should be a mosh pit, and you are welcome to pull the coffin into it.

what is with all the cryin’ today?

people weeping all over the place this mornin’, messing up my mojo when i was trying to fetch my morning diet coke with lime, messing up my mojo when i was trying to go pee in peace after my morning diet coke with lime.  what the heck?  i have to say it freaks me out when someone is publicly falling apart when no one has passed away or anything of that magnitude, it’s just a random meltdown.  i try to meltdown privately whenever possible, so the public waterworks make me all nervous and like “eeek!” but i tried to calm the parties down all the same.  i hope i helped some, i tried to offer some perspective, some semi-sage advice and a little humor, too…but i kinda think they went right back to sobbing when i left, yikes.  let’s hope tomorrow is more pleasant all around…

it’s pumpkin pancake time, ohhhhhhh yeah

Get thee unto your local IHOP to partake of the magic of the pumpkin pancakes.  They grace us with their tastiness for such a short time each year, and I love them so, oh yes I do.

When they appear at the table, inevitably someone will say, “oooo I’ve never tried pumpkin pancakes before.  They smell really yummy. Can—-” I don’t let anyone complete that sentence because the answer is “NO HELL NO, I am not sharing, you can not have a bite.  I will stab you in the hand if you try.”  Saturday, I bit someone who was reaching over my pumpkin pancakes…oh yeah, it’s that serious to me.  GET YOUR OWN!

Igor–cute movie

Took Minime and spawn of the Scootster to see Igor, and it was a fun little film.  The movie is not at all for wee tiny ones–I think it was right on target for the 10 year old divas I had in tow.  Many of the jokes were meant to amuse the adults in the audience, and for that I was grateful.  For any parent who sat through the Country Bears movie when it came out a few years ago, you, too, will be grateful that the movie isn’t that sort of painfully dumbed down idiotic drivel that feels like a screwdriver being shoved into your brain.  Igor is a smart, clever movie–also a little dark with the character of Scamper, voiced by Steve Buscemi, a suicidal rabbit-creation that can’t die but makes a lot of efforts to do just that.   Take the tweens, but leave the tots at home for Igor, and enjoy.

Reappeared

One of my friends sort of disappeared this year, fell off the face of the earth, incommunicado.  This is nothing new with with him, but usually I reach out and maintain the contact, make the effort if he’s been silent for a while.  He’s got a little something going on with depression, and when he gets down, he gets waaaaaay down.

Somewhere in April was the last time I saw him in person, and he’s always been one to show up at my office at random to say howdy and catch up for a few minutes for all the years I’ve been at my job.  With the exception of some text message exchanges, I haven’t seen him all this time.  I was thinking about him around my birthday, something along the lines of “that selfish mofo better not forget my birthday” but I wasn’t about to call him or text him; he needed to hold up his end of things for once without my leading him along.

The ol’ birthday came and went without a peep from him.  He showed up at my office this week unannounced, just popped up outta nowhere like a Whack A Mole, so the first thing I do is punch him in the arm really freakin’ hard for missing my birthday.  And I punch him again for disappearing all this time. 

He apologizes and tells me how he’s been in the midst of the worst depression of his adult life, how he’s failing his college classes, got let go from his job, hasn’t been leaving the bed.  Oh.  Crap. So now I feel like an ass for not checking in on him, for waiting around in a stubborn funk for him to communicate with me while he’s been lost in some horrible dark head trip all along.

It was a relief to see him and upsetting all at once, but I was glad he came.  His mindset wasn’t good, and after some conversation, found out that while he’s seen therapists, he’s never tried a prescription to help his depression.  I am fairly anti-medication myself, so I understand where he’s coming from; I will suffer with something for years before I’ll consider taking a pill.

I convinced him to at least seek out a doctor and try something new.  I followed up with him the next day to make sure he’d been to the college health center.  He went, got a referral to see a psychiatrist so the psychiatrist and doctor can work together to find out what meds will work best for his type of depression.  He’ll see the psychiatrist in a day or two.  I’m really happy he’s open to trying something new, that he’s acknowledging that his depression is out of control this time.

I’m mad at myself a little for being a stubborn jackass and not checking in on my friend.  I know I can’t fix the mess in his head and that the bad spot he’s in now has nothing to do with me, but if I’m his friend, I have to accept him, depression and all.  So next time, I won’t let half a year disappear, refusing to be the one to make contact; I will accept that sometimes he goes silent because he gets lost, down, afraid, and that it’s no failure to shoot him a text message if I haven’t heard from him in a while–it’s the right thing to do.

I will try again tonight

I didn’t get much further than greeting the delivery driver in my PJs last night.  By the time I took the lid off my dinner, my phone started ringing with more work, loads more time sensitive work.  The things I do, or don’t do, impact everyone at my workplace, so I couldn’t put it off for another time.  The work had to be done.

It was 9:30 before I was feasting on my cold dinner last night…so tonight, I’ll try again.  I will get out the fuzzy pajamas and try once more to unwind.  Your beloved Kat is worn out this week, friends, worn out.