A New Member

I know many of you will remember my heart wrenching post about having to get rid of two of our cats who didn’t adjust well when our baby girl came home.  I am happy to report that both cats were adopted and found new homes.  Our older cat–who is a little over 12 did not adjust well to being an only cat.  She has been crying late at night every night for months and months.  We have buckled in and added a new friend.   I know there are those of you who will chastise me for getting rid of two perfectly awesome cats and getting another one.  Well, go ahead and make your comments.

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Here is Zoë carrying Cookie around.  I know all of you PETA people will be seeing this as animal cruelty and we are working with Zoë to not carry the kitten around but Cookie is quite tolerant–except that one time Zoë tried to carry her by her tail.

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We adopted Cookie from the Humane Society and I couldn’t believe how many kittens there were.  I was happy to hear that the Humane Society keeps the animals until they are adopted as long as their health is good and they don’t have any serious behavior problems.  Our litlle Cookie, has a bit of a cold and I might try to take her to the vet tonight–she seems a bit lethargic.  I am happy to report that Fudge, our older cat, has stopped crying all night and while her and Cookie are not BFF’s yet, they can amicably reside in the same space.  Cookie has already made friends with the dogs and sleeps with us and them in our bed at night.  Except last night she spent part of the night sleeping with Noah and it was too cute.

A Successful Event

My time was horrid–but it was a father’s day run and my father and I crossed the finish line together.  Our time was 47:17 but I don’t really care much–as I didn’t train and I walk/jogged with my dad.  As he gets older, I begin to cherish these moments more and more as I know that I am so lucky to have a dad who is young–he’s 59 and these will be memories I carry with me for the rest of my life.  He’s a great man.  We did vow to train for next years event.

I broke out in hives this weekend and was hopped up on Benydral as well as recovering from being sick all week and not working out for the whole week.  I could have run more at the beginning but I let my dad set the pace and we had a great time together.

I’ll post some pics when I get them from my aunt who took them.

I’m Going To Just Call It Crazy

I am running (I use that word extremely loosely to describe what I might be doing this weekend) a 5k.  I have never run a 5k.  I haven’t run anything since I was in my mid 20’s.  I am not in my late 30’s.  So, we’ll see what kind of joke this turns out to be.  But, hey sometimes you just have to go for something and see what you have in you.  I have ridden a century without having ridden a bike for over a year.  That takes hours.  I know I can easily walk 3.2 miles.  Anyway…I’ll update via twitter on Saturday.

Wish me luck…

I Have Been Converted

So, after years and years of being a Mac hater.  I am not a Mac lover.  I know. I know. I know that you all knew this years ago and us PC people just don’t listen.  With my new job, I was give the choice between a MacBook or a PC laptop.  I chose the MacBook as I really wanted to see what the fuss was all about and to get the opportunity to see if I would like a Mac.  I have been moving closer and closer to wanted to become a Mac lover since I got my iPhone, but haven’t had the money to drop on a MacBook considering I have a perfectly functioning PC laptop that is only about two years old and then we just purchased a new desktop for a rock bottom price and the price tag for a Mac will take your all ready over-extended breath away.  So, my MacBook Pro came in today and I haven’t stopped playing with it.  It is fun and I am having a good time with it.  I am going to check out some of the apps that it comes with–iphoto, imovie, garage band–and see what this thing can really do.  So all of you MacBook Pro users/experts out there.  If you have any advice I’d love to hear it.

A Thin Line

As a qualitative researcher, I understand that it is necessary to have my bias exposed on whatever topic I might be researching.  This holds true to this space and my editorializing on topics.  I want my readers–whether you agree or disagree to understand where it is that I am coming from so that we can all see each others’ sides and continue to agree to disagree. 

So, I want to start by saying that I am not a religious person.  I am spiritual and I believe in a higher power of some sort, but I don’t operate from the thinking that God has commanding me or is guiding me to do any of the things that I do.  I take full credit/blame for anything I do–I believe completely in freewill and responsibility for the consequences of that freewill.  I know there are people who believe greatly in God and his power and command of their life and actions.  This is great and I don’t think they are wrong.  That is just not how I interpret the world and others are certainly free to do as they wish.  I know, you are wondering where the hell this is going.  I am getting there. 

I have a friend–I use the word loosely as we use to work together and hang out quite a bit, but we don’t anymore and we see each other only on occasion as we attend the same grad school and we’re friends on facebook–but other than that we aren’t close–I’m not sure she has even met my kids.  She sent a message to all of her facebook friends for current addresses–I didn’t think anything of it as I need to get updated contact info from friends often as people move, etc.  I replied and two days later in the mail I get a newsletter/solicitation from her. 

Her and her husband–who is a minister of some sorts (that is what she says, but I don’t think he is a real minister but who knows–he could be–have relocated to the north part of our city (very poor and really high crime rates) and work with a church as urban missionaries.  I promise not to get started on the topic of missionaries.  I am not a fan of religious missionary work–if you are providing schools or clean water, etc., I can deal with that, but not the whole bringing Jesus to the heathen kind of missionary work.  So, my friend who is a certified art teacher and has spent the last couple of years teaching special education decided she was going to quit her job to go to school full-time and to help with outreach work at the church–art lessons, tutoring, etc. 

Nobel pursuit–except that her husband only works part-time and they now can’t afford to live without the help of friends and family.  Again, freewill at work.  What I have an issue with is being solicited for money/services from a person who has chosen not to work–did I mention she is pregnant and due with their first child in November.  She is giving back to her community–I get that, but at what cost.  Why should I fund her to live in her house when she is more than capable of working and giving back.  I would have much less of a problem “supporting” her if she were going on an aid trip to a developing nation and needed money to support herself over there while she was building a school or a library or a clean water system.  But, I live in the city where she does and while art lessons and tutoring are noble pursuits, the dedication to those programs does not warrant needing to be unemployed by choice and asking others to support you.  It really upsets me. 

I chose to quit my job when I had kids and was it a struggle financially–yes.  Would it have been nice to have others help out?  Sure, but I would never have considered asking anyone to support me so that I could do what I wanted without worry about how I was going to pay for what I needed daily.

Sorry, if I sound like a bitch, but it really ticked me off that–not that she is doing what she is doing, but that she is asking her friends and family to support her.  She isn’t a young kid trying to find her way.  So, what do you think?  Am I being a hard ass?