It's so cold here! Like, 59! I'm in bed right now, wearing a shirt, sweatshirt, pants, socks, two sheets, and two blankets. I hate being cold. How the hell do you people up north do this?
Balu is dogsitting this nice big dog named Bosco. Of course, this means the cats are again avoiding the house, less than a week after they were lucky enough to be rid of Oreo. So tonight I had to walk each of them back to my bedroom, where I am keeping their food and a litterbox. So both of the cats are in bed with me, something that hasn't happened in a good three months. I also brought the tortoises in - they've spent the past few nights in the bathtub - and they're in bed with me, too. Under the covers.
I really wanted to go to Chris's tonight. I talked to him on the phone and, when I lamented that I didn't know if I had a comforter clean (I still don't think I do, but I found an extra blanket), he said I was welcome to come over. And I really want to; I like being with my boy, especially on a chilly evening. But I think, with the dog here, and with Oreo just having left.. well, I think the kitties would appreciate a nice night in with their big, human space heater. So I shall suffer at home for them.
In Floridians-are-crazy news today, they had the air conditioning on at work today. It was in the freaking 60s outside. Agggggh. And they tell me to not run my space heater. Oh, yeah, okay, I'll get right on that. (Ha!)
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"
