Saturday, May 15, 2010

allie's adventure with wistie

We took both of the cats to the Humane Society today. I feel bad, and I actually will miss them, but it's for the best. They were really unhappy here. I don't feel that guilty about taking them. The shelter there has a 97% adoption rate for cats within the first week, so I know they'll find homes.

Wistie came with me, mostly because I don't like driving on the freeway alone. On the way there, we had a few encounters with a driver. I was driving the the diamond lane, and was behind a car going slower. So a white car zoomed past me in the other lane and then changed lanes to get in front of me. Well, a little while later, I left the diamond lane and sped past the white car and gave him a little look like, "See ya, sucker! You're stuck behind a slow car." Then, a ways down the road, I got stuck behind someone going incredibly slow and couldn't get away, and the white car passed me and the driver looked at me like he was saying, "Look who's stuck now!" It made Wistie and I laugh so hard! It was just really funny to me. He eventually won because I was stuck behind the slow car in the diamond lane for a while until the lane opened up. Otherwise, I predict our battle would've kept going.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

strike three, you're out

Nala is a naughty kitty. We left and went to Idaho for Mother's Day and was hoping that the cats would have some time to adjust, but they just got worse. Honestly, these are the meanest cats ever. John was in the bathroom last night scooping the kitty litter before bed, and Nala was by him. Then, he reached down to pet her on the head as he was leaving, and she bit him! She bit him so hard she drew blood. That's strike three. She's going to the Humane Society today. Adios, gato!

Friday, April 30, 2010

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

kittehs

Rafiki and Nala are the newest members of our household! We adopted these two Siamese cats from a lady who was getting sick and couldn't take care of them anymore. Rafiki is the Seal Point (darker) and Nala is the Blue Point (lighter). We just kept the names that they had. Rafiki is a male and Nala a female, but there isn't any chance of babies because they are fixed. Also, they are declawed. That makes me the happiest. We also got all of the accessory stuff like a litter box, litter, food, etc. They are both still a little scared, so I took some pictures, but I'll take better ones once they settle down.




Saturday, March 27, 2010

the adventures of obi-wan kenobi: obi takes a nap

Obi-Wan Kenobi was a curious lizard. When it was play time, he liked to get into everything from Christmas decorations to the desk drawer, and even up the book shelves.

And one day was no exception. After a few hours of exploring, he decided to take a nap.
The first place he tried was on the umbrella stand. After climbing all the way up, he stretched himself across the top like a hammock.


After a while he decided that he was getting tired from holding on for too long, so he left in search of a new spot.
The next place he tried was on top of a book on the side table. He managed to claw his was up the slippery surface and balance on top of the closed book. He was comfortable for a long time until he got too cold.


Finally, he found the perfect spot. He saw his owner laying on the couch also taking a nap. Making his way over to her, he found the warmest spot on her chest. He then laid down, squirmed around to snuggle, and quickly closed his eyes in comfort for a nice, relaxing, warm nap.

The End.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

my push up bra will help me get my man

No, this isn't a joke. This is for real. What e'er.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

singing ballerina

If I could start all over again, I would. From childhood up. If I could start over knowing what I like now, and what I wish I could do, I would do it to pick a different career in life. But I can't do the things I want to do now. It's not a matter of faith or willpower in myself, I know. It's all about timing and talent.

There are a few things I wish I could do now. I really want to be a ballerina. I would love to dance ballet really well. I would've stayed in ballet my whole childhood instead of quitting when I was young and become really good. I know I could've done it, I'm just much too old to do it now. I need a few years, but I'm in "prime" ballerina years right now. By the time I learn, I'll be too old to dance. And by old, I really do mean over 28.

I also wish I could sing opera. I have always loved opera my whole life. I wish I had had the opportunity to take singing lessons when I was very little and learned the basics a long time ago, not now. I have the resources (BYU arts dept.) to be able to get the most amazing training ever and be in first class operas, but I don't have the training or talent to do that now.

And I also wish that if I hadn't done one of the above things that I had become amazing at an instrument. Music is amazing, and I wish that I had really been persistent and practiced and become a performance artist.

I want to change my major. But can I do that? No, not really. Not if I actually want to graduate with something. After singing in choir, improving my singing with lessons, discovering that I actually have a given talent to sing, and learning that I LOVE it, I want to do choral directing. I would love that. Learn how to lead a choir... I want to be a choral director in a high school somewhere. I think that would make me the happiest.

Well, I still have my English career though, so at least I still have something I love. I guess, as they say, it's not over until the fat lady sings.

Friday, February 19, 2010

snowflake madness

As I was doing homework this afternoon I let Obi-Wan out to run around. Sometimes he does really funny or stupid stuff, and today was no exception. So, I took video of him. At the beginning he's trying to run across my drama textbook and can't quite make it. And, he loves being out on the window ledge. He usually stares out at cars and gets excited when they drive by, but today it was snowing, so he was chasing snow flakes and trying to claw at them.

Friday, January 22, 2010

one-hundred hours

So, there is this website called the 100 Hour Board through BYU. Anyone can ask any question (about BYU, life, relationships, religion, nonsense, movies, music, math, science, books...) to the members of the Board, and in 100 hours or less, your question will be answered and posted on the main page. I've been reading it for about three years, and love to check it every day. Recently, they sent out a notice saying that they are looking for more people to apply to become a board writer to answer the questions. John has been encouraging me to apply since quote, "it is my passion" (John), but I'm just not sure. He's right that I would love to do it and adore the board, but I don't know if I have time. They have to be dedicated to answering questions all the time, and I'm not sure if I have enough spare time to do that. Maybe in the future I can consider it. But there's still that part of me that wants to go ahead and apply now anyway...

Monday, January 18, 2010

politics

Oh, why did I marry a man that loves politics? I never hear the end of them. I guarantee that half of our conversations (well, John talking and me nodding trying to understand what he's talking about) revolve around politics.

I know John loves it, but it is tiring.

I'm so glad I have Jennie, my next door neighbor, to talk to sometimes. When John and I are with her and her husband, Sean, it gives me some girl time to talk about highlighting our hair, and babies, and church. Meanwhile, the boys go off and talk about cars, politics, sci-fi, and recollect mission stories together.

I'm so glad to have our wonderful neighbors by us, and that we spend time with them. I love going over and playing games or just talking. I feel like I can still be a girl!

Quotes:

John: "You do realize that Lion King is Hamlet, right? Uncle kills the King, marries the Queen, banishes son, takes over, the son returns to take back the kingdom... except that Simba doesn't die in the end like Hamlet does."
Me: "That makes Timon and Pumba pirates!"

and

John: Playing computer game "I love you!"
Me: Shocked that he wasn't 100% wrapped up in his game "Aww, really, you do?"
John: "...Yeah. I was actually talking to the game, but I love you, too."