I wanted to share with you 2 sites that really brighten my day. Both of them are pet or animal site that have tons of cuteness to make anyone smile. The first one is Cute Overloaded. They have a pretty feature kitty on there today who is absolutely adorable. Here is the link. http://cuteoverload.com/2015/01/15/resqte-of-the-week-lucy/
The other site features cats only but has the most adorable ones. They are all soooo cute. it often has small videos on stuff dealing with cats like new cat toys. Here is the link. http://katzenworld.co.uk/2015/01/15/angels-eyes-technical-difficulty/
Please let me know if you like these sites too. 🙂 Toodles.
Well, it’s the first day to Blogging 101 and we are supposed to write an introduction about myself but most of you have seen my posts and have got a rough idea by now. Let’s see if I can sum this up.
I’m a 40-year-old single woman with her own apartment and 2 cats. My cats are part of my muse for this Blog. Now coffee is the second part because some of the ramblings that go on in my head before I have coffee can be quite amusing at times. Most mornings I dance my way into the kitchen to the radio playing modern pop and rock, like Taylors Swifts stuff. But if the radio is not on I start talking or singing to my cats and calling out their nicknames while I’m making coffee.
I’ve been enjoying being single and running my house my way. I have my own schedule and do things as needed to take care of myself. Now something I haven’t shared yet is that I’m on ODSP which is an income in Ontario Canada that helps those with disabilities. I do have a few mental illnesses and anxiety issues which I’ve thought about running a blog for that particular issue to help others in similar situations. The mental illness has been apart of me since I was 16, so that makes it 24 years of bad mental health. It tends to run on both my dad and moms side of the family. Anyone think that’s a good topic to write about? Especially for those that have trouble coping with depression and other issues.
I do have a number of hobbies that take up my time but a lot of them keep me in front of the computer like Blogging as an example. Computer games, Facebook, Tumblr, mmorpgs etc. I’ve also started up doing a bit of journaling in my Hello Kitty Daily Planner. I’ve been also reading and doing jig saw puzzles. I’ve been trying to get walks in there as well which can be hard to do in the winter time.
And most of all i try to keep positive and my head up and try not to worry myself about stuff I am unable to do anything about except to pray and ask God for help. But being able to let it go when you’ve reached out to God for help is a good thing to learn. Why would you want to spend time worrying about stuff you can’t do on your own and feel depressed about it. It’s a useless emotion that takes away from you being more positive about things around you. I used to get very stressed about many thing and part of that was my mental illness for a long time and I would not be able to do anything around me. Couldn’t sleep, read, write, play, eat, nothing. It would eat me up inside. Now I let it take it’s course. sometimes you have to wait a week or a few days before you can do something about your issue. My thought is why spend the time upset about it while I could be having a good day doing something else more on a positive note. Now I’m still far from perfect on this but I have really improved and I’m proud of myself and far I’ve come.
so I’m taking time to learn to love myself and be confident with myself but it’s a long journey but I think I have the patience to conquer it. I try to strive to be a better me every year and look back and see how far I’ve come.
So I’m not sure how to end this one but there is a rough introduction to me. But why do I write my posts? Well to be honest, my random musings make me smile so i thought sharing this with others might be a good thing to cheer someone else up with. Besides sometimes I can look back and see what a wrote about at different times and I can see the dates and it lets me know what was going on in my life ant that time.
Toodles to you all and good luck to everyone in Blogging 101.
So i was wondering what to write about when my brain stopped on the word Christmas. My tree went up really early this year. Normally I get stuff out and do the tree Nov 1st every year but I was feeling down with Halloween coming up so I put the tree up a week earlier. Why? Cause I can’t stand Halloween. It’s spooky, which i don’t like. It’s dark and depressing, which I don’t like. It deals with creepy monsters and ghosts, which I don’t like. And to top it all off, don’t like being scared. I don’t feel good when I’m scared. I don’t get a rush from it and all it does is give me a panic attack. Those of you who have panic attacks know how unpleasant that is.
So I started working on the tree which is white with blue lights. I was decorating it with blue and silver which is cold colours but really looks pretty. I couldn’t find some of the blue tinsel so I made due and spaced things around evenly. Sure enough, right after I get it just right, I find the box with the last of the blue stuff. Grumble, grumble. I was not going to take apart the tree again just to add the stuff. Once it’s up, it’s up. So I went and sat in my chair and moped about it. And being real mature I stuck my tounge out at the decorations that didn’t get used, and of course grumbled some more. Part of me wanted to be two years old lying on the floor screaming and crying having a tantrum. But I didn’t and then moved onto accepting that the tree still looked nice anyways.
So one of the things that happens during this season is a visit from my dad and step mom. This year it was going to be at my place instead of my sisters who had lived in my building for a few years. I didn’t have any money to buy food so I decided to make a pot of stew for my parents, and to use the slow cooker that my dad had got me a number of years ago. So they had a tin of cookies for me and I had one for them too. My dad gave me a card with 100 dollars in it for Christmas money. My dad always gives money but also at least one personal gift as well. Well back to the stew. Well no matter what I did with the stew it just tasted horrible and had a bad flavour. I tried tweaking it with soya sauce and tomato paste but it just turned out worse and worse. So embarrassingly I told them how bad it was and apologized but they were okay. So when we went out to spend the money dad got us food as well at the mall food court. It still ended up being a nice visit and afterwards we played Scatagories, in which I won both games. (I steam my knuckles and rub them on my shirt, with a cocky grin)
I love Christmas for the bright lights and colours, a beautiful time of year, nice music, doing something nice for your friends and family, the music, people or cheery, Christ of course, a colourful tree, decorating and getting new things is at the bottom of my list. It’s very magical and inspirational for me. What I don’t like is taking it all down and my house looking dull again.
Just to let you know I get presents for myself cause all my friends are poor and can’t afford anything. I always get myself some books and favorite body washes and hand soap (smells like gingerbread). I get myself something creative like a paint by number or a jig saw and some chocolates. But I never forget my cats. They have some treats coming for them too. And I always get them a new toy every year. And I always pretend that I have to put their Christmas bag O’stuff together when they are not looking.
This season brings me much joy and pleasure and happiness. God Bless you all for a Merry and Joyous Christmas time.
See I’m a gamer girl. I played WOW (World of Warcraft) for about 3 to 4 years. I also play Civilization 5, The Sims, Hidden Object games along with many other mmorpgs. I may be a casual gamer according to the definition of “casual gamer” but hell hath no fury to anyone who disturbs me while I’m gaming for a few hours. As an example, I will be fighting a creature on a game and hitting the number keys with my left hand making my character do special attacks with my bow or sword. I totally focused on the screen and this creature is a few levels higher than me so I got to pay attention to my health bar. So I’m reaching with my mouse to hit the heal potion while very low on health when the cat (Peter) decides he want to cuddle and jumps into my lap and onto the desk blocking my view of the screen whereas soon as I manage to yell at the cat with a mighty lions roar sending him running away. Of course I look back at the screen and my character is dead and in a bad spot to respawn. I sigh and laugh and sob at the same time wanting to bang my head on my desk with a loud thocking sound. So head on my desk I grumble about I had bought all these special items to help me win the fight and they just all went down the toilet so now I gotta go around grinding to make enough money to buy those items agin. Once I calm down I go to Peter to apologize and give him extra pets for putting up will mommy while gaming, while feeling quite guilty. Cats don’t make good windows.
I put up a tree every year and my cat insists that it is tasty for some reason. I yell at Peter of course who sometimes just looks at me with a look of “What?” So I tell him, “you know what! I tell you it’s bad for you but you never listen.” So first thing in the morning I’m hearing the cat be sick. So I cover my head with my pillow trying not to listen. It doesn’t really work but it makes feel better none the less. So with sleepy eyes, being careful where I step I go get paper towel. What a great way to wake up, having to clean up cat yack that is decorated with silver white tinsel. Sigh. I love the brat. I really do.
My mom is a silly and happy lady who smiles a lot and makes up funny song from the top of her head. She had a song to sing to each cat in the house. This was cool when I was younger but not as a teenager. It was quite embarrassing and I said I never want to be like that. As an example when I was 16 and doing groceries it started to snow and my mom stuck out her tounge out to catch snowflake which made me blush and be extremely embarrassed. Then a school bus full of high schoolers drove by as my mom had her tounge out. Oh the embarrassment! I could have just die! I turned around so no one could see who I was, and hoped a hole would open up beneath my feet and take me away. So to make a long story short, I did turn out like my mom. In the mornings when I go for coffee one of my cats follows me into the kitchen and while I’m putting the kettle on I’m singing to Peter (my orange and white, 3 y.o. and M) with his nickname being “Silly Butt”. So I’m starting to sing “Silly butt, silly butt, silly butt butt butt” to the theme of the Lone Ranger song. So I stop string my coffee and just bow my head and chuckle out loud. Well I could be a grumpy old goat but I think singing silly made up songs makes me smile and feel happy. I’m sure it confuses my neighbour who will sometimes hear me yell at the cats (Rosie is my other one, Black and white, 7 y.o. F) “Okay, who has the stinky butt?” I should make them clean their own litter box. Peew. I swear something must have crawled up their butt and died.