What was the last good movie you watched?
Eastern Promises
Dude deserves an Oscar nomination for the bath house scene alone.
You know, I love my cat. She is my very first pet and she found me - instead of the other way around. I love her more than cake and yet...
Over the last two months she has left a lone turd on my dining room floor - twice.
The first one was found by the husband.
"Wow. Hindu dropped a turd on the dining room floor."
"Are you sure?" A response bred purely out of shock.
"Well, I'm looking at it!"
And it was. Not a whole pile, just a little lone turd right there on the dining room floor.
Today I was minding my own, wasting time on the computer, when the phone rang. It was a friend and we started talking about his upcoming wedding. When I am on the phone I tend to do other things, like walk around and tidy up...sort laundry...mindless stuff that I could do in my sleep. Anyway, I'm talking and pacing and cleaning up the dining room table when I stepped on something squishy. At first I thought it was a chunk of dropped carrot muffin, but when I reached down and tried to pick it up off the floor I realized THAT WAS NO CARROT MUFFIN! Just another lone turd. Good thing I was wearing house slippers.
Funny thing was, I did not even interrupt my conversation with, "Jesus Christ, I just stepped in cat poo!" I just kept on talking and began cleaning.
Our flooring is a dark dark brown, so unless you were looking for cat doo-doo you probably wouldn't see it. It is the perfect camouflage.
As an after thought I sort of wished that life came with a taped version because a camera set at turd level would have been very suspenseful considering that I had been walking, standing and pacing in the area of the turd for at least 6 or 8 minutes before stepping in it. There is no telling how many near misses I had. I can hear an audience collectively saying, "WHOAAAAAA!" every time I ALMOST plant my foot in it. Then there would be a "NOOOOOOOO!" when I did.
So what would make my sweet little darling do that in my dining room? The first time I wrote it off as an accident of some sort, but this is twice! She has never done this before, always in the litter box. What does it mean? Should I be concerned about her health? Is she mad at me? What is she trying to say, and why can't she find a better way to say it? Her box is always clean. She hasn't had a major change in her food. What is up here? Any cat people out there who can help me formulate my Lone Turd Theory?
Show us what you hope Santa brings you.
hair plugs
do you really want a visual?
Yesterday I had to give up one of my last remaining ties to Arkansas - my Arkansas driver's license.
Besides being terrified to drive in my new home because of all the casual pedestrians and bikers AND not liking to drive my husband's car, the reason at the top of my list for not wanting to turn in my Arkansas license for a B.C. license is the vainest reason in the world: My Arkansas license had the best picture of me ever on it.
How many people can boast that? A driver's license with a picture that is stunning?
This picture is so good, it doesn't even look like me.
On that trip to Arkansas, where we drove across Canada and down through Winnipeg, a border guard actually made a point of reminding me how much better my license picture looked than I did in real life. He looked at the license, then at me, then back at the license, then back at me. He smirked, shook his head. He looked at the license...Yeah, I felt soooooo confident and pretty after that!
I don't take a very good picture. I am not photogenic. A decent photo in which I do not look like a dumpling head is a treasure. A decent photo from the DMV? Nearly unheard of even from the most photogenic people...
If I had a little more upper lip in the photo I would have used it as a head shot for film work! It's that good! Especially when you compare it to reality.
I have spent the last year trying to figure out some sneaky way to keep the license and still get a B.C. license without having to take a driving test. I am not a very good at sneak, though. The other day I had a brilliant idea to call the Arkansas DMV and request a new duplicate copy. All I really had to do was tell the guy that I was in Canada and I had lost my DL....but noooooooo...I, trying my best to be underhanded, told him that I needed a duplicate card in order to get a B.C driver's license!!! Come to find out they won't send me a duplicate card just to get a license somewhere else...Argh.
Well, being underhanded and sneaky is exhausting work, so I just decided to scan the photo and save that for my personal files. Now I have a temporary license until my B.C. card comes in the mail - just like a CALS library card!
I bet the picture isn't going to be nearly as impressive. The girl who took it said I looked like a deer in the headlights.
