I know I'm behind .I am sick ,sad and freezing my ass off.Every time I want to cry about how cold I am ,then I have to think of poor little Cavuto with NO heat at all. Then I have to cry about that some more. it's a vicious cycle of crying. And I must say it's doing wonders for my looks. NOT!
Well, let me see......have you guys missed anything?
We went to the movies a few nights ago. We saw the movie "The day the earth stood still" because my husband had seen the original . Well, it was pretty much awful. lol
The casting was awful. The acting was awful. And so on and so on.
The theatre was pretty comfortable though. Of course they had run out of butter. So we got to eat a nice giant tub of dry, choke inducing popcorn.
My husband NEVER looks for a good "close up" parking spot. He'll just park a mile away and think nothing of it. No matter how 'effin cold and windy it is.
On the way to the theatre from our mile away parking spot, I said " *shudder* You should have dropped me off at the door,(which he used to do) you're not very gentlemanly anymore."
Met with the icy reply "Well, maybe you're not very ladylike anymore. "
"how's that?"
"You sure complain a lot."
ooh! that stings. :)
Well ,there IS alot to complain about.
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The rest of the weekend we did nothing except go to the hardware store. I took Nyquil and read my British library books.
Saturday we got to go see cavuto. His voice is practically gone from crying and he is drooling .They were closed again on Sunday . So yesterday I got to walk there to see him. It was soooo cold. My hands and feet were numb the whole way home.
The whole time I was there Cavuto sat in my lap and padded his feet on me , I sat there bawling (and freezing)
My spouse got the paper work yesterday for us to register with a doctor.Perhaps i shall have them up my dosage of effexor so I can become an emotionless zombie for the next six months.
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Three years ago , even though we needed a 3rd cat like a hole in the head, we got Cavuto because O'Reilly desperately needed a friend ,a playmate and a diversion.
Abyssinians are very "paws on" cats. They don't lay around sleeping all day like normal cats. They get into things (mostly trouble) like monkeys or raccons .

Over time I guess we had forgotten that.
It all comes back to us now....as O'reilly is constantly into everything.

He is bored ,he is clingy and he wants his baby!

A rare nap. he forces himself to stay awake all day to "help" with whatever we are doing.

He wants to stay just like this.He expects us to carry on with everything while he lays there on our backs.

Normally he only does this for a few minutes at a time. But not HERE , he wants to stay that way.

Also......constantly trying to get on top of the doors.

"What? I don't know what to do with myself."
Neither do I buddy, neither do I.
Sorry folks, I didn't mean for this to be a big whiny Cavuto post. But the situation is looming large I guess. And it sucks so bad.
(didn't ya miss me? ) LOLOLOL
I'll BRB and try to be more jolly sfter I go smoke:)
I'm back. I don't feel any jollier. So let me see if I can recall some recent observations.........
Little kids sound adorably cute with their little British accents.
There are hardly any public bathrooms here. Stores, the library, ect...NO bathroom.
You can have your groceries delivered for 5 pounds. Which i did ,yesterday. it was much nicer than walking and hauling it home.
Lamb chops are incredibly cheap here, compared to back home. I got 7 of them for 5 pounds.
Restaurants are rediculously expensive. The reason we have not been to ANY.
At the theatre they have a bulk candy shop right in the lobby and you can also buy full sized bags of doritos there.
The bus drivers know nothing about their "routes" . I asked one "does this bus got to trinity street?" (one of his stops)
"I don't know."
I asked the next one "does this bus go by the animal quarantine?"
" I have no idea."
I have not tried a driving lesson yet. Because frankly, I'm positive that my spouse will be a grouchy impatient jerk about it. lol
I must do it soon though. ack.
Nearly eveyone wears UGGs here and those balloon-y bottomed coats.
The "brand name" groceries look so generic ,you can not tell what is actually a brand and what is cheap store crap.
For example the cold medicine is called "lemsip" I had no idea it was a brand until i saw a commercial. The laundry soap ect... the names are so lame ...it all sounds generic.
Tuna, no brand names that I could tell. "Prince" tuna. Could be cat food for all i know:)
I love the tupperware stuff and the sandwich baggies. Much better than ours.
Well, I better get off of here and figure out my day. I may take a bus somewhere just so I don't have to walk both ways to see Cavuto.
Have a great day peeps!
luv me