Tuesday, December 04, 2007

evening

On The First Night of Hanukkah My Pets Gave to Me

Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy (yeah, the test result was positive for little Bunny - we’ll keep our fingers crossed that the next test shows that it’s a mild case and that we have years with her versus months.  We also have to get her brother checked because it’s hereditary), Constipation (Cricket is all bunched up and acting weird and in pain - this is her constipation look, we’ve seen it before.  If the pumpkin doesn’t do its trick tonight, she gets to go get rrrrroto-rrrrrooootered tomorrow afternoon), Scratching & Slurping (Phoenix’s allergies are acting up, which means she’s making awful noises sucking on her legs and such. Blech!), and colds all around for everyone.  Yay!  We have more snot per capita than, uh, Snotville.

Here’s something fun for Hanukkah by The LeeVees.  No, seriously, way more fun than anything else in this blog entry.

Oh yeah, yesterday brought an $1800 power bill.  That’s what they punish you with if you don’t pay their equal payments on time - they think you’ll magically find MORE money to pay them somehow.

Although, I just checked and a warrant isn’t out for my arrest.  I was called for jury duty, and as much as I enjoyed it a couple of years ago, I was healthier then…and didn’t really have a job.  I asked my doctor to write a note verifying what I wrote to the court.  I asked the doctor’s office to send me a copy, so I knew it had been sent out, but they didn’t.  I was supposed to report today, so I tiptoed up to the jury duty url and typed in my secret codes to get in.  First, I tried to get it deferred…you know, just in case.  They said that with my status that I couldn’t do that.  Uh oh, what was my status???  Phew, here’s my status.

Yay!  I’m sorry that I’m letting those people who will serve, get away with “gut feelings”, unlike last time, when we stopped those silly (read: dumb) people.  But, it couldn’t be helped. 

One more Hanukkah song for you

Monday, December 03, 2007

terribly early in the morning

I spilled my guts for 30 days…and all I got was some spilled guts

 

As you can see, I’m taking it well.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

the wee hours

Omigawd, I Made It!  I Made it to the end of NaBloPoMo

I’m sorry that my entries have been so lame.  It’s been a tiring mo…er, year.  I’m going to spend this weekend catching up on my friends’ blogs.  Like lots of people, I spent my reading time this month writing.  Plus, there was a sick kitty, BlogWorld Expo, Thanksgiving, and attempts to shop online and get some good deals.  I still haven’t gotten everything, although I think Leigh-Ann is done.  She had to shop early because her family is in Canada.  And this year, she’ll be in Canada too.  While I’m sad that she’s going to miss my family Xmas Eve (and me!), I’m glad that she’ll finally be able to be with her family.  She also got us cool little webcams, so we can see each other when we talk online, plus I can kind of spend Xmas with her family.  It’ll be fun to watch the kids running around there - McKenna is 6, Tanner is 4, and Addison (hey, who’s watching Grey’s Anatomy?) will be 10 months old.  Just the right ages for lots and lots of excited Xmas noise.

Normally, Leigh-Ann and I open our random presents and stuff from her family on Xmas Day (because they’re a Xmas Day kind of family), but this year we’ll open some stuff from each other on Hanukkah, and the rest of the gifts (like Secret Santa and stuff from our friends) on New Year’s Eve, during our wild yearly tradition of appetizers, standing on our toes or sitting on the counter by the tub and watching the fireworks on the Strip.  Then, we go back to the tv and rewind the TiVo, so we can see the close-ups.  Not once have we woken up with a New Year’s Day hangover.  In fact, not once in my whole life have I had a New Year’s Day hangover.  I learned very quickly that I don’t enjoy the morning after feeling, so I think I’ve only had two hangovers in my life - one was in Hawaii when I was 18.  The drinking age in Hawaii was 18 then.  Oh, the excitement of buying booze.  Oh, the joy of spending the night laying on the cool tile in the bathroom, and being hung over at Hanauma Bay.  Luckily, it wore off by around noon.  I learned my lesson though.  It helps that I don’t like the taste of most drinks. 

Congratulations, you made it through a month of me posting to be posting.  Last year, I think I wrote better entries.  I’m afraid to go back and check, just in case I might be disappointed.  Leigh-Ann and I did try really hard to finish our NaBloCoMo last December.  We had such a cool logo, but alas, it didn’t catch on.  Well, if anyone wants to play this year, here’s a logo.

 

Get it?  Perry Como.  Ahahaha.

 

Yay!