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Jag tror att jag har läst för många barnböcker det senaste året. För allt jag skriver låter som om det är ett utkast ur en barnbok. Allt jag skriver upprepar sig. Alltid. Och korta meningar tycker jag om. Helst så korta som det bara går. Jag måste försöka sluta med det, det är ju faktiskt skitfånigt. Oh well, man blir väl som man umgås antar jag…?

Va långt ifrån tuffast i skogen idag kan jag säga. Hängde inte riktigt med i svängarna på intervallerna. Mer sliten än jag trodde från helgen och gårdagens teknik och styrkepass antar jag. Trist med ombytta roller, men det är väl bara att rätta in sig i ledet och vänta på att energin kommer tillbaka så att jag kan hålla jämna steg igen.

Helt borta var jag inte, men särskilt två-kilometarna hade jag svårt med.  En-kilometrarna gick bättre ,och den sista som gick på 3.16 kunde jag åtmintsone hålla jämna steg med övriga på. Musse såg lite starkare ut, det lilla jag hann se när han svischade förbi bland träden. Tur att någon av oss kan hålla den blå gula fanan högt i allafall!

LINKS CAN BE FOUND HERE

Song list:
Brown Eyed Girls – Hold The Line (feat. Crown J)
Crown J – Fixing The Flow (feat. Lee Boram of SeeYa)
Crown J – Kevin Is A Playboy & VIP
Duke – Superman (feat. Jung Ah of After School)
JeAh (BEG) & Yeon Ji (SeeYa) – The Day
Lisa – You Know, I Love Breaking Up
SeeYa – Crazy Love Song

is it a bad thing i really can’t remember the weekend?  hmmm…

thursday was work as usual followed by a very nice invitation by trigs and price to attend a client event at the four seasons.  swanky.  i wasn’t planning on staying the whole time because i had plans to go see new moon with randi at midnight.  leaving at 8 turned into leaving at 10ish and one or two cocktails turned into ‘i forget how many goose and tonics…’  yeah.  hot mess the next day.

friday was ultra hungover.  ultra.  even mcdonalds didn’t help!  to make matters worse, friday was tessa’s last day at the dotcom.  very very sad.  i managed to make it through the rest of the day to run home to get ready for the prison cast party.  my idea for a mask was an epic fail, so i opted for ultra girly… something i rarely am.  but you can’t take me anywhere – i wore my skull vans instead of my heels.  some photos:

I'm not bad. I'm just drawn that way.

clinton with the MUAs

a flapper, a crow, sally and a fancy chick walk into a bar

south philly hoes

rick james bitch. true story.

i missed the party being at jacks.  it was nice, but just not the same.  ccn, i love you, bttw.

saturday was lots of cleaning followed by hibatchi on delaware ave with the usuals.  we were THREE minutes late for our reservation so they let go of our space.  while it looked nice, the lounge singer was an earbleeding touch that could’ve been avoided.  we weren’t seated for almost an hour later and put at a table that joe barely had elbow room at.  the waitstaff messed up drinks for another couple at our table and they messed up tony’s order (though in a good way… shrimp for all!).  lackluster.  pretty sure there was pooo smeared on the walls in the bathroom, and there was a hooker in there.  ew.    adventures took the birthday boy and i to eulogy then to triumph.

attention yuppies – STAY AWAY FROM TRIUMPH!  don’t destroy it’s awesomeness with your popped collars, overly gelled hair and excess of tiffany’s jewelry.  mad river is right across the street.

needless to say, i loved triumph.

sunday was the epic overhaul of cleaning the apartment.  i’m talking hands-and-knees scrubbing the floors.  this is what happens when i’m holed up for 2 months and can’t do general upkeep.  everything got done yesterday including making dinner and homemade cookies for kat and lisa.

nomnom

tonight is gym, sweatshoppery and pulling out the christmas stuff to set up the charlie brown tree on friday.  tomorrow is pho with katface then there is the whole turkey day thing this week.

speaking of which, not looking forward to.  well, i am but i’m not.  looking forward to seeing the family, but not looking forward to the 19million wedding questions and suggestions.  i’ll get angry and then things will get weird and i’ve got no escape.  ugh.  might have to bring the goose with me…

Despite all the dirty chatting and texting with Devon last night, I got in a fair amount with Brad. It wasn’t nearly as flirtatious as a couple of days before, but there was still chemistry there. Some how I’ve made plans to go see him, but the date is uncertain yet, probably after Thanksgiving. It’s to be an “innocent” encounter. He would be helping me on a project I am working on, but without Lisa and Devon there, I can see me giving him a second fuck, just to see if it was better than the last time.

After my post here last night, I actually went to bed thinking of nothing but Brad and masturbating to the thought of him. I went back to our conversation from a couple of days ago where he said he was jealous of the vacation I will be going on shortly and he wished he could come with me to keep me occupied. Brad and I would never work as a couple – no way, but his body – Jesus Fucking Christ! His face! It’s all perfection! He knows he sexy too, and he just oozes sexual appeal with every move he makes. All I could imagine last night was him licking my pussy and fucking me from behind. It was to the point I wanted to call him, but I knew it would upset Lisa.  Hopefully after a couple more amazing fucks from Devon, I will forget all about Brad and his model good looks, but I doubt it.

Musse på banan

Igår var ju definitivt ett sådant tillfälle. Jag var lika dålig på att springa som tjuren Ferdinan är på att fightas. För något år sedan hade jag direkt sagt att det måste varit huvudet (dålig tävlingsinställning etc), men nu mer kan jag se förbi sånt och se andra orsaker.

Jag vet att jag är i bra form, och visst kan man ha dåliga dagar, men även så borde jag kunna göra mycket bättre. Med andra ord fick jag det svart på vitt den här gången; jag är fullständigt usel på ojämt underlag (gräsäng). Jag kan för mitt liv inte ta mig framåt. Vacklar från sida till sida likt en alkis på banan (jag har själv sett filmen från loppet så jag vet) och min tyngdpunk tycks ligga nån decimeter ovanför marken. Erik Sjöqvist tycks ha samma problem i lera, och jag antar att jag också har det – i lera alltså.

Likaså var det ännu mer av alla dessa u-svängar, och trots att jag jobbat på att bli bättre på dessa var jag omöjligt långsam runt kurvorna. Skrattretande nästan, men är man inte den graciösa typen så är man inte…
Igår tänkte jag mest att det inte blir någon mer terrängtävling någonsin, men idag är allt självklart tillbaka i vanlig ordning igen, och jag kommer att försöka igen och igen, dock inte i Soria den kommande helgen. Min coach har ändrar uppfattning (kanske efter att Antonio berättat hur det såg ut när jag sprang i går…), och tycker det verkar bättre att jag springer ett 10K väglopp strax utanför Madrid istället. På gott och ont kanske, försök till revanch vore trevligt, men samtidigt behöver jag mer tid för att lära mig hantera ett underlag som jag aldrig någonsin behärskat (ojämt gräsfält i Soria också).    

Sonia och Diana från träningsgruppen sprang i alla fall riktigt bra (2 och 3 spanska). Själv slutade jag 12a totalt och 8e spanska. Nu blir det nya tag; träning inklusive styrketräning. Får väl göra som en viss Ulrika och gå loss på skivstängerna i gymmet (om jag nu kan lyfta dem vill säga…).

Last night was Lisa’s party. She’s aware of Devon and I. She is also aware of Brad and I, hence why I set them up.

I wasn’t sure how to dress. I wanted to get all “slutted up”, but couldn’t make it too obvious since my husband was home. Settled for skinny jeans, fitted black top and black heels and light make-up. Looked innocent enough, but I knew that if Devon sat with his arm around me, he’d have a clear view of my breasts, because looking down, it shows of the titties!

Devon and I got there early compared to the other guests. I could tell he was a little uncomfortable at first, but Lisa settled him in on the sofa with the television remote. I helped get things together until others began to arrive and then took my place next to Devon. I think we were both a little nervous together, but soon our hormones took over and I was practically on his lap. We spent most of the evening cuddled together, being the sickeningly cute couple – it’s so funny that no one suspected that we shouldn’t be together.

Brad arrived about 30 minutes after we did, looking like he just finished a H&M photo shoot. Fitted black button up, tailored jeans and dress shoe…my God! He can almost make me forget how sexy I think Devon is. I guess I should state that Brad is physically the type of guy I always fall for and then get rejected by, so the fact he fucked me, still make me a little giddy.

He greeted me with a hug and then hugged Lisa and sat in a chair next to me. I introduced him to Devon, and chatted with the two of them while Lisa and her roommate got things going. Brad and Devon were definitely sizing each other up, but were completely respectful to each other.

A couple of awkward moments came about when talk of penis sizes and how to tell by hands came up. When Brad was asked to show his hand and illustrates his size, someone in the room jokingly asked if anyone could vouch for him (it was an impressive illustration). Brad looked at me, bright red as I’m sure I was and there was an awkward silence for a moment. The second was when Lisa introduced a drinking game (high school?) called “I’ve Never”. When explaining the rules, she used the example ‘I’ve never slept with Maggie’.  People looked at Devon, but then Brad let out a little giggle and again, awkward and curious silence. Thanks Lisa!

Brad and Lisa did seem to hit it off and before I knew it, Devon was telling me that it was time for him to go. I walked into Lisa’s room to grab my coat and purse and Devon grabbed my from behind and slowly kissed my neck and shoulders. He ran his hands up from my sides to my breast and began kissing the other side of my neck. I leaned back into him as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek and then he stopped saying he shouldn’t start what he couldn’t finish. What? I think not! I grabbed his hand, peered around the corner to see if Brad and Lisa were paying attention and then drug Devon to the bathroom.

As soon as I locked the door, we stood against the sink with the lights off, passionately kissing. Knowing that I’d have to go back to Lisa to get a condom, I wasn’t sure where this was going to lead. Devon’s hands were everywhere and I could feel my pussy swell with anticipation. Before I knew it, I had his pants undone and his cock in my hands, teasing the tip of it and massaging his balls. I turned him around so I could have my back to the sink, he took my pants off, I hopped up and he slipped right into my hungry pussy. I know, I know – we didn’t use a condom. I know.

I leaned back on the sink as far as I could without knocking shit everywhere. After a while he told me to hop off and spun me around and bent me over. Trying to keep my moaning to a minimum was nearly impossible. Devon’s cock is not only long and thick, but he knows exactly what to do with it and my pussy. I could feel his right hand reach around and play with my clit while he pumped away. I came almost instantly. GOD!

Finally, he asked me to get on the floor. I thought he was going to tackle me as I was trying to position myself in the mess we had made. He climbed on top of me, wrapped my legs around him and began to have at me. Again, trying to restrain my moaning was difficult, I found myself biting his shoulder or my own lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure. After several minutes of powerful thrusting, he’d had my head up against the door so I had to push my arms against the door to keep my head from banging off of it. Finally, I gave up as I came again and my head smacked the bottom of the door. I didn’t care, he and cum inside me as well and I felt him just fall on top of me. We laid there for a minute, him kissing my neck and lips and then we both had to laugh. We felt like college kids again.

We got dressed in the dark and then I finally turned on the lights to make sure we didn’t leave our “mark” in Lisa’s bathroom. Got everything in order, straightened ourselves up and walked out. We went back to get my coat when Lisa asked if the buddy system was now in place for the bathroom. I could only respond “yes” and blush while looking at Brad. I quickly grabbed my coat, gave Lisa a kiss on the cheek and Devon and I left. I couldn’t even speak to Brad. How sad is that? I mean it was a month ago, and there were no expectations. Plus, I’m setting him up with my best girlfriend! I just couldn’t make eye contact with him as I left.

Took Devon back to his car, kissed a little more and said our goodbyes. Today I learned Brad didn’t get lucky last night; Lisa’s ex called to say he was coming over, so Brad left but wants to see her again. He and I have been talking today; he seems really into her. Devon has also been messaging me, he says to “look out, here comes his heart”. I’m not sure what to think about that yet. Part of me wants to say “I love you”, because that’s second nature. When you’re married as long as me, you fuck your husband and say “I love you”, and I have strong feelings for him, but are they love? I don’t think so…not yet at least.

Vacket väder var det i alla fall. 20 grader och strålande sol. Snustorr bana och ingen lera på mils avstånd. Det enda som inte var bra idag var min löpning. Soinia och de andra spanjorskorna sprang ifrån mig rejält, jag var inte ens i närheten. Jag gjorde ett riktigt dåligt lopp, och just nu är jag mest bara jäkligt besviken. Inte särskilt sugen på att tävla mer i terräng, men vi får väl se om det hinner ändra sig till Soria nästa helg…

Återkommer med en utförligare rapport senare (men det gick riktigt bra för Musse förresten – 6a tror jag, så nåt positivt var det i alla fall idag).

Facts
Thanksgiving Day is celebrated on the fourth Thursday in November in the United States.

By the fall of 1621 only half of the pilgrims, who had sailed on the Mayflower, survived. The survivors, thankful to be alive, decided to give a thanksgiving feast.

Thanksgiving Day is celebrated on the second Monday in October in Canada.

The Plymouth Pilgrims were the first to celebrate the Thanksgiving.

The pilgrims arrived in North America in December 1620.

The Pilgrims sailed across the Atlantic Ocean to reach North America.

The pilgrims sailed on the ship, which was known by the name of ‘Mayflower’.

They celebrated the first Thanksgiving Day in the fall of 1621.

They celebrated the first Thanksgiving Day at Plymouth, Massachusetts.

The drink that the Puritans brought with them in the Mayflower was the beer.

The Wampanoag Indians were the people who taught the Pilgrims how to cultivate the land.

The Pilgrim leader, Governor William Bradford, had organized the first Thanksgiving feast in the year 1621 and invited the neighboring Wampanoag Indians also to the feast.

The first Thanksgiving feast was held in the presence of around ninety Wampanoag Indians and the Wampanoag chief, Massasoit, was also invited there.

The first Thanksgiving celebration lasted three days.

President George Washington issued the first national Thanksgiving Day Proclamation in the year 1789 and again in 1795.

The state of New York officially made Thanksgiving Day an annual custom in 1817.

Sarah Josepha Hale, an editor with a magazine, started a Thanksgiving campaign in 1827 and it was result of her efforts that in 1863 Thanksgiving was observed as a day for national thanksgiving and prayer.

Abraham Lincoln issued a ‘Thanksgiving Proclamation’ on third October 1863 and officially set aside the last Thursday of November as the national day for Thanksgiving. Whereas earlier the presidents used to make an annual proclamation to specify the day when Thanksgiving was to be held.

President Franklin D. Roosevelt restored Thursday before last of November as Thanksgiving Day in the year 1939. He did so to make the Christmas shopping season longer and hus stimulate the economy of the state.

Congress passed an official proclamation in 1941 and declared that now onwards Thanksgiving will be observed as a legal holiday on the fourth Thursday of November every year.

        http://www.akidsheart.com/holidays/thanks/turkswap.htm

Turkey/Pig Swap Game VERY FRUSTRATING!

Over 30 years ago– I had read a small leather-bound book about the Shroud. I enjoyed the starting point that the researcher used . Art. It was amazing and thought provoking. Anyway– since then I have always found the research facinating. Of course I am lost when it comes to why no DNA research– but thats just me. lol
Sun, Nov. 22, 2009

Researcher says faint text proves shroud’s authenticity
By Ariel David
Associated Press
ROME – A Vatican researcher asserts that nearly invisible text on the Shroud of Turin proves that the artifact revered as Jesus’ burial cloth is authentic.
The assertion made by Barbara Frale in a book drew immediate skepticism from some scientists, who maintain the shroud is a medieval forgery.
Frale, a researcher at the Vatican archives, said Friday that she used computers to enhance images of faintly written words in Greek, Latin, and Aramaic scattered across the shroud.
She asserted that the words include the name “Jesus Nazarene” in Greek, proving that the text could not be of medieval origin because no Christian at the time, even a forger, would have labeled Jesus a Nazarene without referring to his divinity.
The shroud bears the figure of a crucified man, complete with blood seeping out of nailed hands and feet, and believers say Christ’s image was recorded on the linen fibers at the time of his resurrection.
The fragile artifact, owned by the Vatican, is kept locked in a special protective chamber in Turin’s cathedral and is rarely shown.
Skeptics point out that radiocarbon dating conducted in 1988 determined it was made in the 13th or 14th century.
While faint letters scattered around the face on the shroud were seen decades ago, serious researchers dismissed them because of the test’s results, Frale said in an interview.
But when she cut out the words from photos of the shroud and showed them to experts, they concurred the writing style was typical of the Middle East in the first century A.D. – Jesus’ time.
She believes the text was written on a document by a clerk and glued to the shroud over the face so the body could be identified by relatives and buried properly. Metals in the ink used at the time may have allowed the writing to transfer to the linen, Frale said.
“I tried to be objective and leave religious issues aside,” Frale said. “What I studied was an ancient document that certifies the execution of a man, in a specific time and place.”
Frale is noted in Italy for her research on the medieval order of the Knights Templar and her discovery of unpublished documents on the group in the Vatican’s archives.
Earlier this year she published a study contending the Templars at one time had the shroud in their possession. That raised eyebrows because the order was abolished in the early 14th century and the shroud is first recorded in history about 1360 in the hands of a French knight.
But her latest book, The Shroud of Jesus Nazarene, in Italian, raised doubts even among experts.
“People work on grainy photos and think they see things,” said Antonio Lombatti, a church historian who has written books about the shroud. “It’s all the result of imagination and computer software.”
Lombatti also rejected the idea that authorities in the time of Jesus would officially return the body of a crucified man to relatives after filling out some paperwork. Victims of the most cruel punishment used by the Romans would usually be left on the cross or were disposed of in a dump to add to the execution’s deterring effect.

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Yesterday I attended Lady Melbourne’s party to celebrate her landing the cover of Peppermint magazine(which is a fabulous read BTW).

 There were champagne (we may or may not have had a glass, Lisa thought it was like ‘fizzy goon’, I say ‘SHUN THE NON BELIEVER’), green cupcakes, and peppermint tea, I coincidentally wore green too! Me and my plus one, Lisa hadn’t really mastered the art of mingling but we had a fabulous time anyway. Lady Melbourne is so inspiring and dished some great career advice.

Afterwards we had a late lunch at Laurent where we talked about our future, marriage, parents, boys, sex and the city, gossip girl- you know? All the typical teenagey stuff.  

I must say, Lisa’s pretty good at catching great ‘in the moment’ photographs and Parliament station became a great backdrop.

Pussybow sleeveless blouse: My own design
Paint splatter skirt: My own design
Black pumps: Christian Louboutin
Cashmere cardigan: Erdos
Tulle, net and silk headband: My own design
Tan leather bag: Prada
Watch: Gucci

XXASAB

Hm. I went to this illuminite and lightning of the Christmas tree event + the Santa Parade last weekend. That was kind if disappointing.

I mean sure, everything was pretty, but the tree wasn’t even a real tree. It was just these circles of lights. The whole event of lightening the tree was a bit weird. On the stage at the square some singer/song writer that we had never heard about was on stage. Then there were a couple of acrobats in orange suits jumping on a trampoline and finally there were 4-5 guys playing oil drums. But none of it was that fantastic really.

(sorry that the video is turned on to the side – don’t know how to fix it!)

And what’s funny about all the lights – they’re all blue and orange and white. Where are all the red lights? In my opinion red is the single most important Christmas colour. But Toronto doesn’t seem to agree.

Lights at Younge st.

After this weird and disappointing event I went with Casper, Anna and Lisa to a Japanese restaurant down on Dundas st. to cheer up with some all you can eat sushi!

Casper, Anna and Lisa before going out for sushi

The day after, on Sunday, it was time for the Santa Parade. Katharina from Austria and I went down to Dundas Square at aroung 12.30 p.m. to get a spot and wait for this – hopefully – fantastic parade.

It started out good with free coffee handed out but there was a lot of people. We found a spot and then decided to stay there as the crowd just got bigger and bigger. By 2 p.m. the parade still had not come down to Dundas Square and we now stood so close to each other and everybody else that we felt like we could just as well have been at some boy band concert!

A little later the parade finally started to come down to were we waited. But again it was not as fantastic as I had hoped for. It was very much for kids and it was pretty much just an advertising stunt for McDonalds, Disney, Coca-Cola etc. And it was not at all Christmas-ish! The main part of the participants in the parade were dressed as clowns! WEIRD!

Katharina and I in the crowd

Lego was also a part of the parade

Finally Santa Claus showed up

Even though it was somehow disappointing it was an experience. But it made me feel a bit homesick thinking about the parade I’ve seen a couple of times back home on Amager and reminding me of Tivoli at Christmas that I love so much!

But now I’ve also decided that I’m going home for Christmas as originally planned. So maybe I can still make it to Tivoli

i’ve been known to stand in my driveway and jump up and down while clapping when something in my mailbox pleases me.  it’s not pretty, but i’ve been known to do it, that’s all i’m saying.  today was one of those days, when i reached in and pulled out a brown box from lisa at lilfishstudios.

yee-haw, felty fruit!!!  i brought them to work to show off, and the ladies were boucoups de jealous.  i’m gonna have to put them in my car, i’m afraid they’re gonna go home with someone else if i don’t lock them up!

and then, THEN! T.H.E.N.!!!!!! (click this:)

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=125095&id=119227898443&ref=nf

look at my beautiful girls!  look at that amazing photography!!!!  we know Gwen does incredible work and my children are gorgeous, but OMG!!!  i could faint, i really could! (and i might need to make a PT appointment after all this SHIFT EXCLAMATION POINTING!)  how will i ever decide what pics to pick???  (and family members, leave your choices with me) =)  Gwen, you’ve reduced me to babbling…. or maybe i was already like that…

As promised, here is a list of all the current cats we have:

1. Babybun

2. Kat

3. Onyx

4. Clairvoyant

5. Dusty

6. Slinky

7. M-U

8. Tasuki (Taz)

9. Patches

10. Citrus

11. A.C.E. (Attack Cat Extraordinaire)

12. Lisa

13. Twilight (named before the books, thank you)

14. Eclipse

15. Socks

16. Naughty

17. Nice

18. Lump of Coal

19. Sneakers

20. Amelia Pickford

21. Bagheera

Our 18-year old baby Sylvia passed away the summer of ‘09. :’( At least she was happy and curled up in a blanket by out sunny window when she passed on. She is now in kitty heaven!

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And what good would a blog be without pictures? Yes, you may officially call me a crazy old cat lady now…

1. Babybun

Babybun is my baby! I have had him since I was 7. My Gma even wrote him an ode…I may put that at the end of the post. We got Bunny from my stepbrother. He was keeping some cats at his apartment illegally and when they found out, they were evicted (the cats at least), so we took him!

2. Kat

How we got Kat and Onyx is an interesting story. The day their mother had them, she was hit by a car. We literally raised them from birth! Kat was the runt and Mom wasn’t sure he would make it through the night, but he did and now he is one of our biggest kitties!

3. Onyx

Kat’s sister. This picture is when she was just a baby! It is also my favorite stone and a character in a book I have been working on since 8th grade.

4. Clairvoyant

Claire is my cat from college. One night it was storming and my roommate, Jenn, and I heard a meowing in the night. We opened up our sliding glass door and in ran Claire. He just made himself at home and has been part of the family ever since!

5. Dusty

Dusty is also 18, she is my Grandma’s cat who lives with us! She’s very picky about what she eats and throws a fit if Kat or Onyx get in the room. She protests by going under the bed and pooping. Lovely…

6. Slinky

We got Slinky from one of my best friends, Sadie. She didn’t look like she was going to make it, but she is a healthy, beautiful kitten now!

Here is one of my besties, Sadie, who gave Slinky to me!

7. M-U

We got M-U from one of my little brother’s friends, Dustin. He was moving away with his mom and no longer allowed to keep her. So, of course, we took her in. She and Slinky are best friends.

Here is a picture of Jacob, my little brother.

8. Tasuki (Taz)

I named Taz back when I was into this anime/manga series, Fushigi Yuugi. He was one of the main characters on the show.

Here is a picture of Tasuki the character and Tasuki the cat…

9. Patches

Patches is the brother of another one of kitties we lost to a car accident. His name was Boots. Patches had kittens with Eclipse (Twilight, Sneakers and Socks). Socks was named after Patches brother, Boots, as they look identical!

10. Citrus

Citrus is Patches’ arch nemesis for whatever reason. We found him by a dumpster at Rick’s C-Store here at the Lake. Another little kid was trying to coo him into the car, but he ran. When I tried, he came right to me and curled up in my lap!

11. A.C.E. (Attack Cat Extraordinaire)

ACE is my Mom’s baby, she likes to “hold him like a baby”, where she curls him on his back and cradles him like a small child. The crazy thing? He loves it!

12. Lisa

Lisa came from my old friend Shelby. She plead her case to my mother…they were moving and her Mom was either going to just leave them there or take them to the pound. We couldn’t let that happen…so lovely Lisa became our own!

13. Twilight (named before the books, thank you)

Twilight is a sweet, slinky (and fast!) kitty. He is one of Eclipse’s sons.

14. Eclipse

Eclipse is the big mama of Socks, Sneakers, Twilight, Lump of Coal, Naughty and Nice. Then we got her spaid.

15. Socks

Socks came to us from Eclipse and Patches. He was named after Patches brother, Boots, who looks just like him! Boots is on the left, Socks is on the right. Our little Bootsie passed away when he was hit by a car. They didn’t even stop. :’(

16. Naughty

Naughty is one of Eclipse’s sons, he and the next two are more ‘garage’ cats and they are hard to snap pictures of! He is tiger striped like Patches.

17. Nice

Nice is one of Eclipse’s daughters. She is also tiger striped.

18. Lump of Coal

Coal is black and white, he got his coat from his mama, Eclipse.

19. Sneakers

Sneakers is Socks’ brother. He looks more like his papa, Patches.

20. Amelia Pickford
Amelia is the second cat that goes to college with me. She was born on April 20, 2009. She is one of the cutest kittens I have ever seen and poses in the most un-cat like poses I’ve ever seen! She also likes to climb into anything she can fit!

21. Bagheera

Named after the black panther from Disney’s The Jungle Book (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0xQ89pF5zo)

We recently got “Bags” from my friends Brady and Kaitlin.

Well, this post was a few months in the making! Sorry gang, hope you weren’t hanging by a thread or anything.

Until next time,

-Christine

I get to see Devon in about in an hour. I’m not as giddy as I thought it would be, but yes I am excited. Oddly enough, Brad will be there. He’s coming to meet my friend Lisa, the host of the party. Everyone is aware of the whole circle of events – could be a bit awkward for me, but I put myself here. I’m actually kind of wondering if I’ll want to sneak off with Brad. That’s terrible of me! Seriously though, does it get better for a woman than that?!?! Two men in one room, who will fuck you in a moments notice and leave you smiling.

Details tomorrow!

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Fick de glada nyheterna igår, att jag får springa i Llodio nu på söndag. Vi åker dit i eftermiddag och bor kvar där över natten. Tydligen en resa på nästan tre och en halv timme. Sist åkte jag med två tjejer som inte kunde säga pip på engelska, och då min spanska är på ungefär samma nivå blev det rätt segt… Men, men vi får se vad som händer, tävling blir det i alla fall!!

I övrigt har jag varit på mitt första spanska biobesök, som tur var på en mindre biograf där man visar orginalfilmen med spanska undertexter istället för de dubbade verisionerna. Vi såg Malditos Bastardardas , riktigt bra faktiskt. Sen blev det middag så där vid midnatt. Men vi var ju knappast ensamma!

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