Wednesday, Sept. 10, 2003 - 12:06 p.m.
Greetings,
Blarg. I’m back to work, but still a mite sinus-y. Don’t you love reading about other people’s illnesses? Yes, I may just blather on about how I feel for the next several paragraphs.
Or not.
Anywho, I just want to report that over the weekend Tommy and I stopped at Petco where we purchased 7 “puppy pee pads” to put under the litter box.
So now I don’t have to mop constantly and change out the paper three times a day. I really, really like these puppy pee pads! I have a feeling Mina does too.
Also on the trip to Petco I bought the cats a little piece of fur that looked remarkably like a miniature Tribble.
When I brought it home,Pandora pounced on it and started licking the crap out of it. Then Stela stole it and the spitting continued.
The piece of fur ended up looking like a bedraggled, wet hairball and then it disappeared . For a while I suspected Pandora might have eaten it. I looked all over the damn place for that piece of furry spit, but could not find it.
Yesterday it was mysteriously back. All fluffed up into Tribble shape again. The cats have lost complete interest in it too. Luckily it was only 99 cents.
At the moment three out of the five (really four since Fuckalie doesn’t do a damn thing to help out other people) have put in for the week after Christmas for vacation time.
I am one of the three. It supposedly isn’t going to be a problem, but I am willing to battle it out with my fists if it comes down to it. And I could take those two.
I remember fondly how I had that time off last year and how much more I enjoyed Christmas and the whole disgusting Yuletide season because I wasn’t working with idiots and I had actual time to do last minute shopping during hours that most last minute shoppers were working.
So this year I technically won’t have that since I don’t start my days off until the 24th and there could be a million dollar jackpot for shopping on the 24th and I probably still wouldn’t get my ass out there, but I will be able to relax after Christmas and all through into the New Year and that’s really the time of year I get the most cranky.
And I’m not the sunshiniest person on the face of the planet to begin with. Mary Poppins, I’m not.
But anyway, I will not work the last week of the year. I love being able to say, “See you next year!” when I leave the office for the last time before Christmas.
I may not be Mary Poppins, but I am cheesy as hell.
I just booked my flight to North Carolina for Thanksgiving. Not through priceline.com either. No way.
I found airfare for $128 round trip tax included on Expedia! WOO HOO!
I had to rearrange my schedule around a bit, but it works out. Tommy and I are leaving on a 6:30 a.m. flight Thanksgiving morning, which will sort of suck ass because we’ll have to be at the airport for 5:30 and that means we’ll have to leave Crescentwood around 5, but, hey, it will be Thanksgiving and all the flight attendants will be jolly and lots of free liquor bottles will be passed out and everyone will be smiling.
I actually like to fly on Thanksgiving. I did it a lot in previous years when I flew stand-by and there was no way to get on a flight the day before.
We’ll be in North Carolina by 11:30 and my father will be there to pick us up and Mom will be home putting the turkey in the oven. I must send her my secret recipe and I promise I will take over the job when I get to her house. Baste, baste, baste!
I am going to make turkey soup with the leftovers this year. At least I plan to. Must find a good recipe online for that.
Oh, and the best thing about my Thanksgiving holiday now is that we’re staying until Tuesday, December 2nd. So we actually have a whole extra day which we didn’t have last year. And we don’t have to leave on a Sunday.
It will be five full days of fun.
I will also get to give the cats (minus Meow who will be at the vet’s) their Thanksgiving turkey feast before I leave that morning.
Scarfing down shredded turkey at 4:45 a.m. may not sound appetizing to you or me, but my cats will flip out.
I can’t believe Tommy and I are flying to North Carolina for under $300. That is so excellent.
Of course, I have to get through most of September, all of October, and most of November before we actually board the plane, so perhaps my joy is a bit premature.
But this whole entry has been nothing but me talking about future events. Future vacation events.
Well, I have nothing in the here and now that needs to be said, so I guess I’ll end this entry now.
Until next time,
Olrun
