Bad Kitty

Meet my nemesis Trot.

About 3 years ago when Josh and I were in negotiations as to when we would have a child, I decided that I wanted a cat. I wanted something to cuddle up in my lap and love on me at the end of a hard day.

A few days later when we went to the pet store to pick up some dog food, I noticed that it was adoption day and saw all of the cute little kittens snoozing away in their little cages. I HAD. TO. HAVE. ONE. I have no idea why either. I had never been a cat person. Honestly I thought that they were kinda moody and evil. The worst feeling in the world, according to me, is when a cat rubs against your leg.. ugh!

So anyways, as I stared into the cages I noticed a tabby that seemed pretty cool. The adoption worker noted that the tabby was more playful and the other cats were pretty lazy. Of course I wanted the more playful kitten, who wouldn't? This was my first mistake. We brought Trot home that night and of course I promptly came down with the flu. It was only a sign of things to come.

To put it nicely Trot and I have learned to co-exist. Trot LOVES Josh and pretty much wants nothing to do with me. When ever I attempt to walk down the hallway or do anything he is usually trying to claw at the back of my feet or lay down directly in the middle of that path in which I am walking. He spends evenings curled up on Josh's lap loving on him. I guess you could say that I'm resentful. I feed and water Trot, clean his litter box, and also give him special cat snacks. All I get back from him is harassment, and scratches on the back of my legs.

Way tooo long

So it seems that I have already failed at this blogging thing. What the F? So since it has been sooo long I am going to update ya'll on what Ive been doing the last 2 weeks.


-My grandfather passed away. He was 94 and lived a very full and awesome life. He did things his way and was dignified to the very end. I am proud to have known him and have had such a special relationship with him. He wasn't your kisses and hugs type of man, in fact I never remember him ever telling me that he loved me, but I know that he did. I also know that he was very proud of me and my accomplishments.

-Jackson has been very..'ahem'...difficult lately. What is the deal with this kid? All day long everyday he goes around pointing out things that he 'does not like'. It reminds me of that Ensure ad where the little girl is sitting in the grocery cart pointing out different things to her mom that she doesn't like... "But I don't like broccoli, I don't like chicken, blah, blah, blah." Sometimes it takes every ounce of my being to not scream out at the top of my lungs. I just try to tell myself that tomorrow will be better. Yeah, riiiiight.

-I have been addicted to the Olympics. Seriously. I think that I may be a genius/expert at every sport by the time they have the final ceremonies.


I think that about wraps up my last few weeks. I'll be better about keeping up from now on. :)


P.S. Here is my hubby Josh's latest creation. Jackson LOVES playing with blocks. He will ask a complete stranger to come home and build stuff with him. Josh also likes the blocks. But daddy is not very good at sharing and takes a lot of pride in his work. When they are playing I spend most of my time trying to keep Jack away from Josh.