ladykatza

my husband calls me up at work and says , “you want a chipmunk? bailong left us one, barely used.”

“sure honey, i’ll make stew.”

driving on the way to drop my kids off for the morning couple days ago, my daughter started doing a baby version of “itsy bitsy spider”. i asked her if she was singing, and simon instantly had to sing too. so we sang “twinkle twinkle little star” and other early childhood songs. then simon says “do you want to sing the bear song”? bear song? i don’t know that one, and i say so and ask him to teach it to me.

simon says, “ok, but its really hard” and sings “bear bear bear GRRRR!!!! i’m a bear!” i couldn’t help it, i started laughing. said that yes, that was in fact a very hard song.

so early this morning as i’m cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast, felicity comes running in to hide in the cubby-hole at the end of the counter. simon comes in with one of his toy guns and says “i a bad guy!”

“is that right? well, no bad guys in the kitchen”

“oh, ok” and he runs back out, with felicity after him.

florida needs to change their license plates from saying “the sunshine state” to “state of emergency”.

ok, so i know i haven’t posted in ages. i’ve been sick, like, i felt like i was going to die kind of sick. first it was a cold, i stuck it out and went to work because i didn’t want to get in trouble for attendance. i sorta recovered from that, and then i get some sort of sore throat, my neck is swollen up and the doc doesn’t know what the heck is wrong with me. “here, take these anti-biotics and call me in 10 days if you aren’t dead”. right… fine, ok. so, i miss four days of work and i’m completely comotose for most of it.

the photo shoot? well, that went rather well, and i don’t feel like uploading the pictures at the moment. i spent the night up at Pain’s place, since he lives so far away and taking photos takes such a long time, daecon didn’t want me driving home so tired. it was so wierd, i haven’t spend a night away from daecon in two years. Pain was a perfect gentleman, and bought me breakfast the next morning.

i’m currently three pages into my next story, and i hope to be done with it by the middle of october. my poetry and one completed story is now up at www.eroticwhisper.com , but you have to buy a membership to get in. sorry kids, just the way it goes ;) of course, for those of you that know me, ask nicely when its done and i’ll see what i can do.

suppose to have a dinner date with a friend saturday night, but he hasn’t gotten confirmation on a family function. i’ll find out about that tomorrow.

oh… i have to tell you about the bird. this happened last wednesday, during the height of my feverish stupor. i was fading in and out of a feverish sleep in my bedroom when i hear this noise very much out of place with what i was expecting. loud banging and flapping, with occasional squawking noises… what in the world???

so, i get up, don my robe and go to check it out. there is my cat, bai long, sitting on the king james leather bound edition of the bible (its the largest book i have for simon to sit on so he can reach the table), poised over a very large female cardinal that is feebly trying to peck at her nose. “what in the world are you DOING!” i croak at my cat through a raw voice.

she of course comes over and looks at me expectantly for a moment, then meows. almost as if she is saying “see, i brought you supper. i knew you weren’t feeling well, so i even injured it for you”. i thanked her, and asked her to please take it outside. she gives me a
look of indignation and stalks back to the bird, giving it an almost absentminded swipe for pecking at her.

ok, fine…. i went back and closed the door to my bedroom and passed out.

some hours later i wake up and peer out. in front of my bedroom door is the head of this bird and feathers EVERYWHERE! massive carnage. my husband is on his way home, and the kids soon after, so i’m frantically trying to vacuum up this feathers, dispose of the head and spray the house down with lysol. of course, bai long is very contendtedly curled up on the couch with a feather sticking out of her mouth.

alright, i’m going to get get naked and soak in hot water now, then go to bed.

so, in mundane news, i cleaned my stove. this took several buckets of grease dissolving chemicals, a scouring bad, and lots of elbow grease. Uff da! its white again and has improved the look of my kitchen all around.

so now, i sit and drink my morning coffee before i start my next cleaning frenzy.

however, last night i went thrift store shopping. needed some old clothes for the purpose of shredding, i mean, for the photos (have i mentioned this makes me nervous?? a yes, what i put up with in the name of art). along the way, i found some other very nice clothes. the most notable of which was a pair of name brand jeans in perfect condition, my size, and only 9 dollars. w00t! i still managed to come out of the store with 65 dollars worth of clothing for me and the kids.

thats it for now, coffee is done and its time for more cleaning.

i go up to Pain’s house tomorrow for more photos. i’m a bit nervous. i’ve also had this horrible cold most of the week and had to go anyway because i don’t want to get written up for attendance. they’re cracking down on that again at work. i think they are looking to fire people again so they don’t have to pay so much severance during the next re-org.

i went to go see brian, dreama, and company up in gainesville this past saturday. it was good to see all of them and get to talk for a while. dreama’s new beau grilled for us. stuffed jalepenos wrapped in bacon and kabobs. YUM!! felicity was so funny, because she wanted some of the bacon. we fed it to here, but it was still spicy from the other stuff. she ate it, screamed and ran around in circles for a bit, drank some milk, and then asked for more!! they were giving me a hard time about torturing my child, and i said “well, she ASKED for it”.

i have to sit down and do more bills. uhg.. i hate that necessity. i had a few checks that were returned because the bank didn’t pay them out of my old account like they were suppose to when i had that fiasco with my lost organizer. the two stores went ahead and waved the bounced check fee for me.

daecon called, said a plane crashed on the road that goes in front of my house. what the hell? probably a small charter plane from the little airport, but still. things like that don’t happen near MY home (at least, that’s what everyone tells themselves).

this weekend is AIT and the kids will be spending the night at debbie’s. i have sunday off, so i get to sleep in with my hubby for the first time in months!! its amazing how these small things make you very happy.

i don’t watch tv, and i don’t really listen to the radio, but i get my news online. in the light of the hurricanes hitting the eastern seaboard, i’ve taken to watching the satellite imagery that gets posted online.
mother nature is a beautiful and cruel mistress. you can see some beautiful images on NASA’s website here.

well, of course, working in an industry that is saturated with ultra geeks and scifi fans, everyone took the weekend off for dragon con. except me, because it costs more money than i’m willing to spend. soooo, a good portion of all the tickets got assigned to me. *grumbles*

strangly enough, i haven’t felt like posting because i felt i lacked something significant to say. so here i am, starting on another erotic story and i get a page into it and i lost momentum. i think its because i have a man on my mind. well, two actually. daecon, and Pain… that sounds funny, oddly appropriate.

to be honest, i suddenly think what i feel is too private to post online. maybe when i think of a not so personal way to explain this.

we could talk about my breasts, that’s always a popular subject. i snapped the last fitting bra i had this past week and went and spent WAY too much money on lingerie. i went to fredrick’s (victoria’s secret just doesn’t make them in my size) and i was trying on 36 DD
well… they wouldn’t fit. what he hell?! so i asked for a 36 F and OH MY GOD, i’m a 36F!! they were perky and looked (are) HUGE. this means i gained a size and a half for each kid. eeegad, i feel like a porn star.

so… now all these clothes look soo much better on me.

Pain sent me another picture from the session, obviously, he’s taken artistic license with it, but i like. i would make some derogatory comment on how _i_ look, but i would be subsequentially spanked.