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Fickle Friday #5

Today is September 2, 2011 — or 9-2-11. I have a tendancy to notice simple patterns and like 9-2-11 because 9+2=11. Strange, but true!

Do you believe it is September? Wheat harvest is going on and summer is near the end. The weather did a little change and yesterday there was even fog when driving to work. Lows were down in the 40s F. and highs were only in the 70s F.  But I think Mother Nature was just teasing, because next week it will be in the 90s again.

Monday is Labor Day in the USA. That means no work! But it is also the day I have to drive Daughter back to college. I checked the weather forecast and it is supposed to be in the 90s F. ARG!!  Daughter can’t get the key to her room until noon and she has a 4:00 meeting. So we have less than 4 hours to  get checked in, move everything from the car to her room, and then grab her stuff that we put in storage. That might take 2 trips.

The worst part will be the heat. And then I have to drive home (about 3 hours) in Labor Day late afternoon traffic. That is making me anxious already. I will have to remember to take my Glee CDs to keep me engaged in sing-along during the boring drive home.

The Packing Process

Once I return home, it will be deja vu in her room.  In July, I had it all spotless. I’m hoping it will be mostly cleaned up when we pack up. She’s been sorting through her things and has actually packed some of her stuff already.  The cats are quite enjoying everything though; there are lots of nooks and crannies, bags, and suitcases to investigate.

After daughter is back at school, I will hopefully get back into finishing the house cleaning chores. And just when I get that done, it will be time to back up and store the patio furniture.

OMG – I’m watching Man, Woman, Wild on the Discovery Channel. It’s a show about a survival expert and his wife who simulate survival situations. Right now they are in a small boat adrift in the Bermuda Triangle. They have been there for 3 days, with minimal water and only a tiny fish or two they caught. And let’s not forget there are sharks bumping against their boat. Mike (the hubby) is suffering from heat exhaustion and dehydration. So he tells Ruth (his wife) to give him an enema to hydrate him. Now that’s love!  And successful love, because he got better and they were rescued.

I’m thinking that I will stay out of the Bermuda Triangle. And if I get too hot on Monday while moving Daughter into her college room, I hope no one sneaks up on me and gives me an enema.

Here Come Da Judge!

I am fairly opinionated. And sometimes I am judgemental. But is there a difference and what is that?

  • Judgemental is defined as an attitude in which judgments about other people’s conduct are made.
  • Opinionated is defined as obstinate or conceited with regard to the merit of one’s own opinions.

Yup, I am judgemental and I rationalize it in any way that makes sense to me at the time.  And opinionated — oh yeah!  Here again, I rationalize this because I have thought long and hard about my opinions and believe they are the best for me. True, I sometimes think they may be better for others too. But more often, it’s all about me. Guess that’s where the conceited part comes in. Sometimes I think they are meshed together when words come out of my mouth. I’m trying to figure out how to be a better person, especially in this aspect.

“Be curious, not judgmental.” – Walt Whitman

I have a low ability to understand why people do some of the things they do. Thus I often ask questions, which are usually delivered with little tact. It’s not that I mean to be tactless, I am so curious or astounded at others’ actions that I blurt out questions or comments.

For example, I came across an odd situation and person A stated they knew what the problem was. I responded with “how do you know that?” Unfortunately my comment was perceived as some sort of accusation. What I wanted to know was how person A came by that information.  What did they read or learn that allowed them to have that knowledge? Was it something I also could learn? I wanted to understand their reasoning so if I came across a similar situation, I might also be able to know what the problem is.

If you lay down with dogs, you get up with fleas.

Is that a judgemental statement? Somewhat. Does it imply that “bad” behavior is contagious? Sort of. I think it points more to mans’ attempt to belong or embed themselves as part of a group.

For example, if you hang out with druggies, there is a higher chance you too may become involved with drugs. Judgemental or an opinion?  Realistic? Probably a little of all.


I find that I often put my foot in my mouth with judgemental statements. Generic statements without knowing the facts are a problem. For example, in a conversation with a friend, I made a generic statement that people who have affairs with married people lose a little of my respect for them.

Now that is judgemental! I’m basing an overall opinion of the person based on a single aspect of their life. And without even knowing the facts or even if the situation is true. And without taking into account all the good things I know about that person.

“I am grateful that I am not as judgmental as all those censorious, self-righteous people around me.” – anonymous

So a personal goal of mine is to work on not being that anonymouse (pun intended) person I quoted above. It’s gonna be hard, because I’m sure you’ll agree I’m perfect nearly perfect.  OK OK — I’m in great need of an overhaul!!!  Sheesh – I’m even judgemental on myself.

My Top 5 Pet Peeves

Pet peeves–those little things that drive you nuts, and the more they occur, the nuttier you get. Here are my top five pet peeves; hope I don’t rant too much!

1.  Buyers waiting until a cash register total is completely done before they even start to get out a check book, debit card, or credit card. Good heavens–do they think that maybe they won’t have to pay for their items just this once? Maybe they are the 10,000th person to make a purchase today and it is free. Yup, I have nothing better to do while I (and everyone else in line) wait (not patiently) while digging in a purse or wallet. I must admit that I have only experienced women doing this. Pay attention people! You’re not the only one here!

2.  Cars tail-gating you. Especially when you are going the speed limit. And then they pass you , just barely making it, thus putting everyone in a precarious position. Best part is when you catch up to them at the stop light. So they have endangered my life through their rush rush, for no reason at all except to be ahead of you for a minute.

3.  People who are late try me nuts. Sometimes there are extenuating circumstances for tardiness, but when it is all the time, I cannot abide by it. Sometimes it is a power issues (I am more important than you, so you have to wait for my heavenly presence). Sometimes it is just inconsiderate action and not even thinking about others.

4.  Gum smacking makes me want to punch someone in the stomach so the smacker would spit out the gum in one nasty exhale. My daughter is a gum smacker and I am getting tense just thinking about it.

5.  Irresponsible pet owners. I am crushed when I see an animal at the side of the road because a car has hit them. Keep your pets in an enclosed area to keep them safe! And if you have a dog that barks all the time, please do something about it before your neighbors get so frustrated that they call the pound and file a complaint. If you can hear them bark, then so can your neighbors!!!

What are your pet peeves? I want to know so I don’t do them; hate to knowingly do something that would tick you off!

Fickle Friday #2

Yeah, I know; it’s not Friday. But this was what I was going to post yesterday except I was too sick to get on the computer. So if you’ll just forgive the 24-hour lapse, we’ll call it good. Fickle Friday is going to be a bunch of little thoughts or comments that have been building up all week, or have just entered the picture.

Yup, girls can’t go alone.

CaTT (cat toilet training) Update:Both cats are using the CitiKitty on the toilet for #1. Someone (or both) is often using it for #2. Though we did have an incident today, which was not their fault. Since I was sick yesterday, I did not get a chance to check on them and clean up. So this morning when I checked, the CitiKitty tray was full of clumps of #1. And there was a #2 deposit on the floor in the bathroom. I wasn’t upset because it was too dirty for them to use the tray anyway. I was pleased (if that is possible) that the deposit was right next to the toilet. So I think they are getting it!

I just finished reading The Help by Kathryn Stockett. Wonderful book, but made me sad that this behavior occurred, and probably still occurs in many areas. I grew up with little direct knowledge of racism. When I moved to Florida in 1985, I was shocked to find it so prevalent. And when the local news reported that one of the high schools was going to have its first integrated senior prom–in 19fricking85–I was flabbergasted!
Can’t wait to see the movie.

Drum roll please. This blog just received its first award!!

The goal of the award is to spotlight up and coming bloggers who currently have less than 200 followers. The rules of the award are:
1. Thank the giver and link back to the blogger who gave it to you.
2. Reveal your top 5 picks and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog.
3. Copy and paste the award on your blog.
4. Have faith that your followers will spread the love to other bloggers.
5. And most of all – have bloggity-blog fun!

So let the fun begin! I sincerely  thank Cheryl at Kangaroos of the Scrubby Bush for presenting me with this award. And if you have not been to her blog, please go now and read about Merrilyn, the kangaroo. You won’t be sorry.

This is a difficult decision because a couple of my favorite blogs has lots of followers, thus breaking the rule. So without further ado, here are my top 5 picks that I’m selecting for this award.

  • Back to Boise is a new blog written by a friend who has a wicked sense of humor.
  • Quilty Goodness with the Ottos inspires me to get back into quilting and playing with my embroidery machine. I thank her immensely!
  • Momma Be Thy Name is a blog I just started reading. The author has three little ones under two; how does she stay sane? Read and find out.
  • I’m Having the THAIme of My Life is a blog about a young couple living in Thailand. Fascinating stories across the world, and beautiful pictures. Besides, they have a rabbit and a puppy as pets; what more could you ask for?
  • Young American Wisdom provides a constant reminder of the wonderful, silly, inane things kids say. If you need a kid fix and a quick chuckle, this is the place to be.

Fickle Posting # 1

Today, my mind is all over the place. I can’t concentrate on any single thing; my thoughts are bouncing around like my brain is on a trampoline. And the end result–after an hour of trying to focus–is this myriad of thoughts, comments, pictures, and whatever my brain spits out.

Cool thoughts

Although it is warm where I live (88 F.) today, I was checking out the weather around the U.S.A. So many hot hot days and continual heat waves, I’m glad I’m not in those areas. To let you hot ones know I’m thinking of you, I offer you this hope for the days to come.

Reality TV is getting weirder and weirder. And yet, some of the shows seem to hook me in. For example, I was just bouncing through channels while eating a quick dinner. I came across Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew. I sometimes watch this show because some of the people are interesting. I’m trying hard not to be too judgemental, but Amy Fisher is such a mess. The episode I saw had her husband (who looks a lot older) really mouthing off and threatening to kill another visitor. And Amy just blubbers continually about how everyone hates her. I feel sorry for her up to a point. (Guess I would not make a good counselor.) And what started it all was a flippant comment by a guest about Amy being a Buttofuoco face shooter. Geez – WTF – and a rude cutting comment. Everyone seems to be a mess and to call on a cliché, it’s like watching a train wreck in slow motion.

After flipping channels again, I came across Tammi Menendez, wife of Erik Menendez, who along with his brother Lyle, was convicted of murdering his parents in 1989.  He has  a life sentence without the possiblity of parole. Now wouldn’t that be the marriage: no conjugal visits, no arguements, basically a life without the spouse. Odd, but apparently commonplace, are the number of pen pal marriages to prison inmates. Richard Ramirez (the Night Stalker) married a pen pal in 1996. I believe he is still married and awaiting appeals, etc. and an execution date.

Mosaic jar with colorful light

The Boys (Oreo and Koko) Taking a Nap

Too many wacky people in my brain right now. I’ll jump to mosaic pictures because I just came across this one. The light shining through the glass is gorgeous.

To end this post–which has no beginning, thus no end–is a picture of my lovely boys, Oreo and Koko. They were best buds and were together with us for about 11-12 years before they both died. Can’t forget them! They both had full names and theme songs (weird huh?). Oreo James and Koko Bean. Oreo’s theme song was from the Wizard of Oz. The song the monkey guards sing: “Oh we love the old one”  in that deep harmony, but we changed it to “Oreo, the old one.” Koko was a tad chubby and had quite the belly at one point. He slimmed down but still had the hanging flab that wobbled back and forth whenever he walked. So his song was Shimmy Shimmy Cocoa Pop which we changed to “Shimmy Shimmy Koko Cat.”

I certainly hope my brain settles down and I can concentrate on a single thought or two. Rocky Road ice cream is calling, so I’m off to make sure Mr. RR knows I have answered the call.

Riding, Sliding, and Stink Eyeing

Company and I spent several hours at the park. We rode the Looff Carousel (opened July 18, 1909), slid down the ultra-huge Red Rider wagon slide, had lunch, and survived the Stink Eye (from Stinky Pants). We were going to ride the gondola over the river and water fall, but the temperature inside the cabin was 100 degrees F. Decided against that roasting.

Riding

Hot buns

Not hot for the rider

Garbage-eating Goat

Thank you Spokane

So tomorrow company leaves and I go back to work-work (not working at housecleaning).

Battle of the Cotton Swabs

I was stricken with an extreme headache this morning, so stayed home to recover. Felt better this afternoon and was able to get half a day of work done.  I guess that is one thing about not having Daughter at home; I can have complete peace and quiet. NOT! Daughter calls it “piece of quiet” which is kind of right on track for its meaning.

Anyway, back to the cotton swabs. The other day I mentioned cotton swabs and Sunni, the kitten. I’m trying to get over headache when I again hear racket in the house. Apparently Sunni had pulled out her stash of cotton swabs and was playing with them. MeiMei (the older) decided she wanted to play too.

MeiMei hogging the swab; poor Sunni.

So the battle ensued and they were flapping around so fast I couldn’t get a good picture. I tried to get a video but as always, the cats stopped their antics. Thus an innocent picture of MeiMei hogging the swab. And Sunni looking upset as if the say “It’s my swab you bully cat.”

I left them to battle it out themselves and went back to bed. When I got up later there was no sign of the cotton swabs. Wonder where Sunni stashes them? Guess I’ll find out when I get around to vacuuming.

WEATHER ALERT!  I just heard the weather guy say there is a possibility of reaching 80 degrees within the next several days!  Yikes, guess I better check out the AC and turn my sprinkler water on. And just in time for June!