Sunday, August 09, 2009
  Bad at updating again
Yep, yep, sorry.

I actually have a funny post to write about my niece, but I am going to wait until I want to be at the computer for more than five minutes.

This is me:

Combination PMS + Chris's mom in town, agitating the hell out of me. (Even though I never actually even saw her in person. I did hear her yell through our bedroom door, though. That was a PLEASURE.) Apparently she's trying to make up with me - she wanted the whole family to go out to dinner last night. I couldn't even make myself go, but she did order a dish for me for Chris to take home. This weekend I had to make myself scarce quite a bit, which sucked... I had a lot to do! And, dammit, I like HOME. But it's over with at least.

Anyway, not much going on here. I'm enjoying not being in school. I've got TWO non-school related books going right now, which is awesome. I am not enjoying work so much, but whatever. It's a job. It's some dough, and it gets me up early and forces me to comb my hair. All good things, things that were mostly optional when I was going to school. ;)

It HAS reinforced how I feel about working + kids. The way it is, working four days a week, I find myself missing the dogs and feeling bad that I'm not home to pay attention to them and the cats more. I can deal with that, but what about when I have kids? I want to do SOMETHING, but not something 40 hours a week, for sure.

We got another friend for Thumper. I couldn't take his sad little doing-nothing and not-moving. It was a dramatic few days - fur flying and everything - but they like each other now. I will get some pictures soon. She's a real little sweetie, came with the name Root Beer, but I changed it to Daisy. She is inquisitive and adorable, but TERRIFIED of me. Apparently someone bought her at the fair and put her in a hutch on the porch for two years and paid no attention to her, so she's not sure about people at all. Dogs? They're fine. Cats, not so much. If I hold her, she breathes so loud and heavy that I feel guilty. She'll get over it eventually, I hope. Strangely, she'll randomly jump up on the couch while I'm sitting there. I even woke up with her on my chest a couple of times. Strange behavior for a terrified bunny, right?

The lady I adopted from has a whole bunch of fosters, and four or five of her own bunnies. A 25-lb rabbit went hopping by in front of me in her back yard. 25 lbs!!! For reference, I think Thumper is something like five(?) and Georgie was less than 2 when I had her at the vet's. Pretty awesome.

OK, time to go watch The Closer and wish today were Saturday again.
ok, I have been waiting for the comment about your niece but haven't seen anything yet...
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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!

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Making a difference

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!"

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