Chocolate with Nuts.
Last night around 10:30 pm, I got a knock on my door and about 10 people streamed in loaded down with bags of food and booze! I love my friends :) Seems word had gotten around that I was feeling a bit down and so they assembled a cheer-up party for me. Wish I'd had advanced notice because when I answered the door I had a cucumber facial-peel thingy stuck to my face and my hair was sticking up like Struwwelpeter's. No one seemed to mind; that is, after they were through laughing. I got to make Bloody Marys (something I'd never done before) and my friend Stephen made the most delicious appletinis! I was in heaven. They were the shit. And......bless them......they brought me mozzarella sticks. With marinara. Oh.....my. So my head hurts today but it was so worth it :-D
I got an A on my speech!!!! W00T!!!!!!!!! I am hot shit!
The Most Not Fun Thing To Do In The World:
Giving all 9 of your cats ear mite medicine. Cats are surprisingly strong and aggressive when someone is squirting oil into their ears. I tried being gentle and explained in a soft voice that was meant to be soothing that is was for their own good, that I loved them so much I didn't want them to suffer with itchy ears. Fiona took it the worst. The minute the drop landed in the ear canal she shook her head so vigorously that oil splattered on to my glasses, into my hair, all over my face. Then, without ceremony, she bit the shit out of my hand and yowled like I'd just sold her to a Chinese restaurant. Now, I am in coventry. Fiona keeps staring at me all cold-like, as if she's contemplating which ancient Oriental torture would hurt me bestest. Tux, Hermione and Tabitha's whereabouts are unknown. Booger's sorrowful expression's like "How COULD you?!" Zippy's sleeping it off and Squeak looks stricken with terror. God, they can hold such a grudge @@
The phone woke me this morning and I had the hangover of a thousand winos. Checked the caller ID and said "wireless call" but didn't display the number. Didn't answer it. Then the voicemail light began blinking so whoever it was thought it was important enough to leave a message. I get the message, and there was no voice, just a long-distance wave of static and a series of chirps and whirrs. The message went on for over 4 minutes and I'm sitting there, rubbing my scalp, trying to figure out what the noise was. And then it came to me.....it was a call from space! Someone from another solar system dialed Earth and tried to contact ME!! That's what all the chirping noises were--the radio static from the transmissions long trip across space! Oh my gosh, another civilization called my house. I saved the message and hung up, thinking how exciting it was and wondering if they would meet me when we made arrangements for me to be their ambassador on Earth. The phone rang again, and it was the same caller ID--"wireless caller." My heart began to race and I just knew it was "them" calling me back. Turns out, it was just the guy who cleans my gutters asking if it'd be OK to do my house this morning. He said he'd called before but was having trouble with his cell phone. (It could HAVE been space calling!)
A friend once told me "You know, Jules, for an intellectual, you're a bit of a flake." Outer space called me this morning and certainly proved her correct.
I got an A on my speech!!!! W00T!!!!!!!!! I am hot shit!
The Most Not Fun Thing To Do In The World:
Giving all 9 of your cats ear mite medicine. Cats are surprisingly strong and aggressive when someone is squirting oil into their ears. I tried being gentle and explained in a soft voice that was meant to be soothing that is was for their own good, that I loved them so much I didn't want them to suffer with itchy ears. Fiona took it the worst. The minute the drop landed in the ear canal she shook her head so vigorously that oil splattered on to my glasses, into my hair, all over my face. Then, without ceremony, she bit the shit out of my hand and yowled like I'd just sold her to a Chinese restaurant. Now, I am in coventry. Fiona keeps staring at me all cold-like, as if she's contemplating which ancient Oriental torture would hurt me bestest. Tux, Hermione and Tabitha's whereabouts are unknown. Booger's sorrowful expression's like "How COULD you?!" Zippy's sleeping it off and Squeak looks stricken with terror. God, they can hold such a grudge @@
The phone woke me this morning and I had the hangover of a thousand winos. Checked the caller ID and said "wireless call" but didn't display the number. Didn't answer it. Then the voicemail light began blinking so whoever it was thought it was important enough to leave a message. I get the message, and there was no voice, just a long-distance wave of static and a series of chirps and whirrs. The message went on for over 4 minutes and I'm sitting there, rubbing my scalp, trying to figure out what the noise was. And then it came to me.....it was a call from space! Someone from another solar system dialed Earth and tried to contact ME!! That's what all the chirping noises were--the radio static from the transmissions long trip across space! Oh my gosh, another civilization called my house. I saved the message and hung up, thinking how exciting it was and wondering if they would meet me when we made arrangements for me to be their ambassador on Earth. The phone rang again, and it was the same caller ID--"wireless caller." My heart began to race and I just knew it was "them" calling me back. Turns out, it was just the guy who cleans my gutters asking if it'd be OK to do my house this morning. He said he'd called before but was having trouble with his cell phone. (It could HAVE been space calling!)
A friend once told me "You know, Jules, for an intellectual, you're a bit of a flake." Outer space called me this morning and certainly proved her correct.
posted by Jules K at 2/19/2006 07:38:00 PM
7 Comments:
WOW, sounds like you have some great friends. Cherish that. Sometimes friendship is the only thing we have :)
Congrats on the A.
The cats. Damn girl, ya got 9? YOu're the weird lady with the cats aren't ya? LOL. I love cats. I'd have 9 if hubby wouldn't die of an allergy attack.
I gave up my friends to be sober.
The way my weekend has went drugs sound really good right now. But I will not go that route. Life is to short to be wasted all the time. Like I used to be. I still drink a little. But not get drunk.
Yeah, Sonia, I'm the crazy cat lady :) The last three--I couldn't say no. Thank God that there are no allergies present in my home. did I tell you the story of Tara? E-mail if I didn't.
P.S.--my kids were not here. Since I have classes on Saturdays, my parents watch my kids, and they were at my parents' house that night, because they went to church Sunday morning.
effexor about killed me. TDs were so bad i wanted to kill myself. I stopped taking it when i quit my job and lost my insurance. I haven't smoked for over a year, but i am sad to say I LOVE Caffeine. You seem like a cool person I never thought your kids were there. And if they were it is non of my buisness. i do have a few friends but one lives in Iowa and the other is a lot like me. So i can't have a social drink, even though i can drink a few and be happy.
Hey blogger,
Miss ya today. Hope all is going well. God loves you!!!!!!
F.B. Jones is my pen name from High school. Thought it was time to bring it back.
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