Hi, I'm Tabi. I'm an ISTP. I love design, my (few) friends, some of my family, nature, animals, color, and sleeping. Especially sleeping. :) Music makes the world go 'round. I worship at the altar of Photoshop, Illustrator, glue, paper, and pencils. I'm a Vitamin Peddler with a "Healthy Attitude". I like good blogs. They take up a lot of my time online. I have plans and I am going somewhere, but I'll be having to get off my ass in order to get there. I'm trying to get the hell out of the country(not the USA; the country) to start. I desperately want to achieve balance in life.
For the past few weeks, a cat has been hanging around near my house. The poor thing has been living under an abandoned house next to mine. I saw her another time cuddled up next to a dog across the street. A few days ago, I walke doutside and she was sitting on the front steps meowing at me. She didn’t look like she was starving or anything, just like she wanted attention unlike all the skittish strays around here. I gave her some food and water, played with her some, put some sheets and rugs out on a chair and went to bed.
The next morning, she was still there, curled up in the sheets. she stuck around all day, and even came inside when I got home. she slept next to me for hours and slept in my bed all night.
I put an ad to re-home her up on craigslist and immediately got an email from a woman in my neighborhood saying someone was looking for a calico. She gave me her number, I called her and set up a time to meet her. I met her and handed the cat over. I didn’t want to, but I really can’t keep her. We’re planning on moving soon, and 3 cats looks like a lot.
K. Tonight I got a call from an excited girl named Kashonna. She was so excited that the cat, HER cat was alive, and was ready to have her back home. The cat’s name is Monet and she was VERY much missed. Here’s the kicker. The girl lives well over 15 miles away! i don’t know how she got that far so quickly. The girl said she disappeared about 3 weeks ago, which is when she showed up around here. The conspiracy theorist in me knows exactly how she got so far so quickly. The same way my cats that would never run away got so far away from my house. Yeah.
Anyway, I gave her the woman’s name and number and wished her well. I really do wish her well. I’d hate to lose such a sweet cute cat.
So I’m fairly certain it’s an ulcer. I read up on it and learned all the things that could have caused it and are making it worse. There’s a LOT. I wish I had known beforehand, because this shit hurts so bad. So just for those who don’t know, here are the things I do daily that could have caused the ulcer:
Taking Naproxen(Aleve) and Ibuprofen(Motrin) nightly to help with back pain in the morning.
Drinking coffee (lots!) and other caffeinated beverages throughout the day.
Occasional smoking and drinking.
The pain was so bad today, I was grumpy as hell at my grammas house. All these children yapping away and Gary being a child right along with them. Yap yap yap hurting my poor head and belly and back. I can handle a lot of pain, but I will be a grumpy bitch. You will want to leave me alone. You may cry.
We made a video of our kitten chasing a laser light. He gets really dizzy and stumbles away. Hey, we laughed. Ch-ch-ch-check it out:
Seth had to stay home from school again today because of coughing all night long. I took him to the doctor and this time, the doctor put him on allergy medicine. She says he’s probably allergic to our cats, since there’s not really any other things he could be allergic to in the house. She didn’t want to do an allergy test on him since he’s so young. I have no idea what an allergy test consists of that’s so terrible. That would suck so bad if he is allergic, but at least there is medicine for it. I’d die if I had to get rid of my cats. The way the doctor looked at me, you’d think it was a crime that my cats are *gasp* inside.
I talked to Jamie today and I think we have our Christmas Day plans halfway together. I have to go to grammas, it’s just a part of Christmas. I won’t be there for long because of my uncle’s bullshit. I don’t want to be surrounded by that for Christmas. Not to mention my other uncle, who lives in CA will be there, and he’s usually just a dick to everyone and makes people uncomfortable. Gary’s probably not going to go at all. He’s just going to go straight to his mom’s house. After visiting with my grandma, Jamie and I (at the very least; Haley may go. That’s a story for another day) will leave for Gary’s mom’s house. We’re hoping to have a bonfire there with some celebration, us-style.