Saturday

Donavan woke up, got out of bed and out of the room without me knowing last night. Kev was in Samara's bed and he corralled the little bugger back. I dreamt that I was in a terrible mood and when I went to check emails my keyboard was different and I was freakingout. Maybe this is my subconsious telling me to calm down? Im trying!!! GEESH.

Samara went to Sherry's last night. Ive been having such a problem with her lately with defiance. I dont know what to do. She brought her book order form to me the other day and asked if kev and I could buy her this my little pony 2 book pack that comes with a little unicorn. It is 12.99. I told her that if she was a verryy good girl until next thursday (7 days from that day) then we would get it. very good girl means no more than 2 strikes A DAY. And she has to listen and follow what she knows are the rules. I was making muffins the other night adn she wanted to help. I asked her to watch the bowl didnt fall over while I was measuring other ingredients. She wanted to pour the milk so I gave it to her. She poured it and then she grabbed the wooden spoon and tried to stir it. The bowl tiped, pouring molasses mixture all over and in teh washer and her library book (one of the only plugs in teh kitchen is over the washer so thats where I mix). I was so frustrated but getting angry and punishing her doesnt work. So i sent her straight to her room and cleaned up. When I started the muffins again I wouldnt let her in the kitchen. I think maybe not being allowed to watch was better punishment that yelling.

I started really paying close attention to what I eat the other day using sparkpeople. Thursday I did great adn finished with calories etc to spare. Yesterday I went WAYYYYYYY over. Mind you i didnt worry too much. The didnt have a listing for plain ol chicken strips so I picked one out of the list and they didnt ahve one for penne noodles so again I picked one. And I plan on rocking the eating today!

Ive done some research and I am pretty sure I have Neurotic Excoriations. Ask me how I like that. I really dont want to medicate but if it doesnt get better or I dont get betetr self control I am going to have to go fight for a prescription. The last time I did this it was my stomach and the dr insisted it was change of weather dry skin... Before it was my stomach... Who gets dry skin on thier belly? Now it is the sides of my neck. It is to the point where my necklace is irritating me but i am not goignt o take it off. I really want to stop through the power of my MINNNNNDDDDD. MWHAHAH. Yeah, whatever.

Fricking cat is still puking. WHYYYY MEEEE. If she doesnt stop im going ti ahev to break down and take her to teh vet... but if idiot with an I doesnt pay then I realllly cant afford it right now. Henri suggested taking her in and paying teh extra 80 bucks and getting her fixed. Saves the cost of the office visit but she is so dehydrated that I dont think she would be up foir surgery. ANd then to add insult to injury Valentine was hairballing yesterday. My cats are assholes.

Donavan is shitty so I must go. BLeahc. At least he isnt puking I guess.

Some Cats

This is Peepers. Named for the noise she made as a kitten instead of meowing. She is an oddball. Her body is at least 3 times as big as it should be considering her tiny head.

This is Elphaba. Named for The Wicked Witch of the West from the story Wicked. Why? you ask why name a kitten after the Wicked Witch? A) I didnt want a kitten much like Elphaba's parents didnt want a green child. and B) she looked ugly, miserable and evil... and now she looks... ugly miserable and pitiful. She is just a baby still and likes to curl up with someone. Including Mr. Donavan while he is playing.

And Valentine. Named for a conbination of Kevin Bacon's Character in Tremors and a character in a romance novel that I love. He is a very high strung sookiebaby.

Valentine is Donavan's special buddy.

I know, I really should post more often/ The Cat Situation

I am such a boring person though.

Kevs at work and I am sitting here procrastinating the dishes. I dont mind doing the dishes but I am so genetically lazy that I hate doing anything.

So My sister (who I havent really been talking to) messaged me randomly on MSN and said she was stopping up and had a present for me. I asked if I should be scared adn she said No but Kev should. I informed her the present BETTER NOT squirm and say MEOW. (She had 2 cats have kittens withen a week a couple months ago). Needless to say it did squirm and say meow. She asked kev if we would "babysit" the cat for 2 days becuase she was tipsy (shed had a few beer while here that evening) and he said yes but she HAD TO COME BACK for it. The day she was to come back kev said, first thing in the morning, "That kitten is going back today" I said, "If thats what you want...." And he said we could keep it as long as I took care of it and cleaned the shitter box. (I take care of all the cats and do the shitterbox anyway). Now we have Valentine our beautiful big shedding asshole of a long haired blackandwhite thing, Peeppeep (Peepers) the orange adn white shorthair (I think shes UGLY but everyone says shes beautiful), and Elphaba (Phaba) who is one funnylooking cat. She has a big round head with a PERFECTLY flat face. she is black with grey and brown and orange and cream mixed in. (Orange splotch on her head, one cream foot, light brown around one eye and under the other and under her chin). Kev says she is ugly but meh.


Samara starts school tomorrow. To be honest she has a bunch of new shirts to start with and a new bag and lunchbag and sneakers but I couldnt find her pants anywhere (Jeans). I got her a pair of boys jeans at Frenchies that wernt too bad. I think theyll be cute with her new pink sweater and a girly top and her new sneakers. :)

Well dishes are calling, Best I go answer them ;) (Plus UGH the laundry...)