Other People's Cats

I don't hate cats. I just hate other people's cats.  I haven't had a cat in years although I have grown up with many.  I am currently in charge of two 14 year geriatric models my Aunt left us with while she is out of town and they are driving me nuts.

Do NOT try to come sit on my lap when you have poop dangling from your butt.  If Jonny Soxx accidentally lets the dogs in and they eat your food...well...go talk to him.  And jeez the yowling.

It's been 2 days and I think they are getting the message.  Only 8 more to go.  We will see just who survives this grudge match.

In my best Andy Williams voice:  "It's the Holiday Season, so whoopy dee do, dippity dop, and don't forget to hang up the sock...".  Aw screw it.....

Thanksgiving is this week.  Jonny Soxx and I finally reunited in late June when my Stepfather was diagnosed as no holds barred terminal and there was a farm to clear out and 24 hour care to be split between the 2 of us.  He passed away at the end of August.  We miss you Scooter. Then the family drama and infighting ensued over an estate that really isn't worth anything.  AT ALL.  For the past few years I have been lamenting about not being able to spend holidays with family because we have had to move around so much being relocated for work, but this year I am in the "SCREW YOU" mode.  My Aunt who we are still staying with because of estate issues took off and we get to spend the next 8 or 9 days by ourselves.  Two skinny people and a turkey - the definition of Eternity.  I see sammiches in our future on my homemade sourdough bread.

When we were cleaning out storage I found a box of Christmas ornaments from when us elder siblings were little (my mother remarried when I was in college and had a few more kids).  She's been dead for 9 years.  I may buy a very small tree and hang them just because - I can.

So our big dilemma is if we are going to wrap the T-Day turkey totally in bacon or do a lemon herb butter rub over and under the skin and stuff the butt with lemons and garlic.  AH DECISIONS.

Sometimes you run across a picture that makes you laugh so hard you really don't need to make any commentary.

My Stepfather's family is practically all military. Grandpa was a career Marine and died in the late 90's. Dad's brother and his wife are recently retired career Navy and are still doing government service. His brother-in-law is retired career Navy as well as his nephew who graduated from Annapolis. Dad did 2 tours in the Navy then married my crazy mother when I was in college. Dad is currently in ICU waiting for throat cancer treatment so this is a poignant Memorial Day for his family. Please say a short prayer for Scott.

Then go BBQ!

I FEEL SO LOCKED OUT or WTF?

So I finally get a day off yesterday.  I decided to do the right thing and clean and do laundry.  Things went great for the first half of the day.  Room half cleaned and kicking ass on laundry. 

Enter Vodka and Diet!!

Enter Nap!!  Oh nap how I love you!!

Chatted with AS after I woke and decided to go to (sexual orientation warning here) the local gay bar.   (ask AS about our arrangement if you dare) Had a great time and met a really cool guy. 

Enter more Vodka and Diet!!

Got home and tried to get into the house but my key would not work.   Fumb Ducking key!!  After about 30 minutes trying (that is about five minutes in sober time) I decided to just walk in through the back door.  Viola!!!  I AM IN!!! 

Back to Pablo and this morning.  I went outside to have a smoke and I hear a phone ringing.  Could not figure out where the ringing was coming from. 

Pablo says “it’s your phone…” and points to the middle of the yard.  WTF? 

To my surprise it was AS calling to wake me up.  I went back to go in the house and my keys were still sitting by the door.  WTF? 

Bicycle laying on its side. WTF?

Went looking for my wallet and found my house key on a SEPARATE key chain that I did not try last night… WTF?

Enter Vodka and Diet!! 

Move along!!!  Nothing more here!!

 

Reasons

I have dealt with miscommunication for many years now.  Sometimes for good reasons, sometime for not so good reasons.

I have not talked with my family for years now for stupid reasons.   

I have come to learn that family is more important than anything.  Although my ideal of what family means is more skewed than it has ever been. 

Acid Spunk is going through family miscommunications right now.   Reasons?

Younger siblings are being just that.  Reasons?

Scooter needs to talk but wont.  Reasons?

I am trying to take care of the business end of things.  Reasons?

Why is my own dad in my head right now?  Reasons!

Why is my Scooter Dad going through this?  Reasons?

Why am I not there with Acid Spunk?  Reasons?

I could go on and on….    There are so many things I want answers to and need to know the reason for. I have come to the conclusion that I do not have the answers and never will..  

I just wish I had a reason for why this is all happening.

JS

This is my new toy

Now I just need to figure out how to steal him from my sister and take him back to Florida with me.