Thursday, June 17, 2010

Check it out! I've been tagged.

My best maatie, Noodle, has tagged me in The Versatile Blogger Award thingy, and apparently all I have to do is share 7 random facts about myself... So here goes!

1. I am addicted to sleepwear and lingerie.
I've just recently felt like it's time for a small wardrobe clean out a la Clean House. Please understand, first of all, that my place is in NO WAY as chaotic as those homes on Clean House. I'm a bit of a neat freak... But! Every so often I open my wardrobe and ruthlessly start throwing things out. Last week I opened the doors, wondering what I would turf, and realised that more than a third of my folded stuff (not the hanging up stuff) is sleepwear and undies. I could never get through these in my lifetime but, I can assure you, I've already spotted some pajamas that I'm desperate for!

2. I'm also addicted to ANYTHING involving the kitchen.
Recipes... Gadgets... Food blogs... You name it, I'm there! It's actually a dream of mine to write a cookbook. Five ingredients in five minutes and a delectable dinner's on the table.

3. I'm incredibly jealous of ballerinas.
One of my biggest regrets in life is that I gave up ballet as a little girl. My heart stops completely when I watch them glide across the stage now. I should never have stopped. My parents should have dragged me to class kicking and screaming every Saturday instead of letting me quit. If I ever have kids someday and they want to just give up on something, I'll tell them this story and hopefully they'll stick with it for a little while longer.

4. I don't like the kind of humour that involves putting other people down.
You know the type? People who think they're super funny, when all they're doing is picking on other people in order to feel better about themselves. They also seem to be the kind of people who have the answer to everything, know more than everyone else, are always right, are always too-cool-for-school and always have a tumour when you've just got a little headache. Whatever...

5. I'm very old-fashioned when it comes to relationships.
I like men to be men. Strong, dependable, hardworking, honest, devoted, spiritual. Even though I do earn my own money, I'd like to know that he could take care of me if I wanted to stay home with the babies for a year or two. I like men to make the first move, and to save their last Rolo for me. Gentlemen... Where have they all gone? I can't remember the last time I encountered one face to face. Perhaps it's my entire generation that has forgotten how to treat a woman.

6. I'm super competitive when it comes to sports.
I can't just go spinning. I have to spin faster and harder than anyone else in the class. I can't just watch a football match. I have to get all worked up and start screaming obscenities at the screen, whether they're directed at my team or the opposition. The same goes for boardgames. It's a curse.

7. I HATE frozen fish.
LOVE sushi.
LOVE fresh fish done in anyway possible.
But don't EVER try to get me to eat the prepackaged, frozen, boxed, foul smelling crap they call fish from the supermarkets. Gross, gross, GROSS!
I have tried and tried to find ways of getting this good source of lean protein past my taste buds and into my tummy but there's nothing on God's earth that can camouflage the taste. ICK!!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Is it just me, or does the new scratching post look a little smug?

Meet the new guy!

I paid WAY more than I had intended too, only because I am a total sucker for any sales pitch involving kitteh products.
I popped into Nature's Petland to replace the simple 150 buck scratching post, and came out with one for almost 300 bucks. *sigh*
The thing is... I do see it is a minor victory, in that, I happened to walk past the little snoozing kittens looking for new homes and bravely passed by without so much as a yearning squeeze in my chest. I must be growing up. Or I've clearly got my hands full with my own little bird assassin. If only she'd quietly "take care of" the frog that's living in my parsley patch. He keeps hopping onto my toes when I water my plants.
Check out the cute mouse.

Beena's already chewed his tail to nothing, and his shiny eyes have lost their sparkle. Sporadic attacks by an irritable old lady will do that to you.
If you look a little closely at the old guy you'll see the evidence of years of catnip abuse...