Before SunDown

It wasn't the warmest here in Dallas--yet it was enough I opened up a window.
The 3 Musketeers:

aka Mommy---the black and white in the window, and her
two sons Earl Gray in the front, and Noir, strike their pose. Like to think
the two boys, now 5 1/2 years old keep a guardian eye on their Mommy. The  window stayed open just for a short while--it still is February...just for a little while longer!

Together Forever...

Big ol' wide load of a Tuxie kitty gets a Thursday touch all his own. Kitty's name is MaxMaxx and I need a forklift to pick him up--that is when he lets me. However MaxMaxx's purrs rival a car with a busted muffle going down the street, His leg rubs cut off my circulation and MaxMaxx sniffs the air when he hears the slightest hint of a can opening...

I would not have it any other way.

Middle of the Week

That's what today is. Wednesday. Hump Day. Whatever you want to call it. The photo of my cats kinda has a middle of a week look to it. The tuxie cat in the middle is Mommy to the mancat tabby on the left and sister to the the mancat wide load tuxie who has his leg over her, on the right.
The girlcat's name is Edie. However, I have not called her Edie, since she had her babies, Which is when I realized she was an Edie and not an Eddie. So we're talking four and a half years ago.

Just something about felines. I have said it a coupla times and I will say it again...I heart cats.

Sunday Best

Today was good. Yes indeed, I got up and headed to my church, Inspiring Body of Christ Church. We were told Pastor Rickie Rush, may speak for a few minutes on Thanksgiving. Yes, my church has Thanksgiving Service. One of the few churches open on the day. I have been showing up for the service since 2004--when I was actually a member of a another church. Pastor Rush has been away, all of November because of spinal surgery. We pray for an appearance, regardless how short. Will be good to see him.

Just like its good to see this kitty posted here. That's my big ol' at baby cat MaxMaxx. MaxMaxx is tuxedo tabby aka 'tuxie'. We have been together for five years--around Thanksgiving enough, I celebrate that as the day. His purr rivals a lawnmower and he weighs more than any toothpick thin supermodel. This was his way to take on Sunday.

Seems like both of us had the BEST on this day!

At its Finest....

That's what Saturday is. Especially if it includes this wide load kitty aka my Tuxie baby big boy: MaxMaxx. Been together since late 2006. MaxMaxx is bundle of sweet purrin' love too. Snapped the photo this morning as the Saturday sun eased on in thru the window and made its mark on MaxMaxx. Nice.

MaxMaxx sits on the arm of the couch, as I watch TV and try to paint some terra cotta pots. When he gets tired there, MaxMaxx is glued to my side.

He's a pretty cool cat. Yep, MaxMaxx makes a Saturday just that much finer!

At 70 Days...

The triple digits temps may be gone for the year. Here in Dallas, we hope this to be true. Yesterday we hit a record high of 107, which also broke the record of 69 days of 100 or above heat. Tonight and tomorrow, we are now headed for a 20 degree drop in temps, plus a few raindrops. This city aches for both. The cat wants a window open more than just a few minutes in the morning. She desires all day whiffs of the fresh, cool air. Yea, and about 3 million humans want the same thing. Stay tuned.

Tuxie Cat As

It should be. With his pleasure at the moment, a nip filled nana. Yes, I do heart cats. After longs days, and especially after endureance of the Dallas heat and when the cat chooses to give me attention-The purr is all I need and a mocha iced coffee...

9:29 PM

I am beat. I've been this new age for 6 days. Wow. When I was in my 20's, I thought being this age was--well---ya know..death. The thing is- even though my bones kinda creek, I feel like I am in my 20's--just smarter. 9:30 PM I am BEAT. Tired I tell you. School. Had to finish paper about human nutrition. I thought I graduated next March, well, I'm downtrodden because it won't be until May. Oh well. I still don't like the fact my cat's blog is more popular than mine! Maybe I need to let my whiskers grow? Ya know, knowing men at this age is different too. I may need to blog about that. When I was in my 20's, I thought the men who were this new age of mine..were...well, you know...dead. And now that I am this age, I think men my age are...well, ya know....uh... Yep. I need to blog about this. In the meantime, gotta pop some meds, pet the cats and head to bed... And it's 9:35 PM. I AM BEAT!

11:24 PM

In 36 minutes it will be April 8

April 8 is my birthday

I won't tell you my age

Even t ho some of you know.

I will say when I was 21,

I thought people my age now--

Were, well..OLD.

I'll think of that when I try a new shade of lip gloss...

Anyway, I love my birthday.

Bittersweet in one way-

My dad would call me at 4:30 AM--

Which was the time I was actually born-

Since Dad passed in 2001, I do miss those phone calls-

Dad would tell me each year, how he waited and waited

For mom to have me.

They'd endured 4 unsuccessful pregnancies

Before me. I was their last chance, the doctor them.

Then I arrived on the scene

And I get to have another birthday--

Even if I thought old people got this far.

Right now, tho, I need to go to bed--

Or I just may stay up a few more minutes

And have a couple scoops

Of Blue Bell ice cream--just to get the birthday started

Because anything could happen in 36 minutes...

March Roars!

I LOVE this month! Always have, always will..

In these last couple weeks, since we met up, I finished another class, and began another. This is my second ethics class. I've discovered I am deep ecologist, a minimalist, and utilitarian.

Yea.

And also let me tell you about the water pouring from the tube to my fridge's ice maker. Yep, came home and had a lake in my kitchen. A loaf of bread, protected in plastic, floated just ahead of Noah's ark, with my cats on it. Somehow this little round thingy cover on the back of the fridge got off and water just poured. Real long story short, I had to figure out to shut off that water. The knob was not under my sink, or behind my washer. I ran to my neighbor's who's house was like mine. The lever was by the hot water heater. By then, I could do my version of Singin' in the Rain without much trouble. Water made it to some carpet in my living area, not all--but enough.

I hate that carpet anyway.

That story is SO February anyway. Tonight, American Idol is back LIVE.

I am heating up the pasta

And ready to get my song on!

Those Days...

Ever have one of those days

Where you oughta

Just get up and go bout your routine?

Today was no different--

Except I decided to

The usual Tuesday needed some spice::

I went back to bed!

Change in

Routine:

Does do a body good!

Indeed.

Got Milk?

To live by yourself has many pleasures

Such as droppin' your clothes where ever you want-

Doing the dishes whenever, or just eat off paper plates

Throw em away. No mess. No fuss.

And being able to go to your fridge for a

Swig of juice or milk right from the container

Which is what I did as I readied for church this morn.

See, the meds I gotta take suggest

Milk to swallow em down with.

Popped the meds in my mouth and reach

For the plastic jug in the fridge-

I forgot I had two jugs of milk in the fridge

Once I took a swig, I remembered.

Spoiled milk ain't the tastiest beverage.

Over to the sink I go, in between the dishes

I'll consider to wash, to spit out said milk and the meds.

Yea, the other jug was the one I bought yesterday.

I forgot to take the remnents of the old out.

I've since remembered.

On the 2nd day of January in 2o11, Two good things happened on this day. First, I headed to Inspiring Body of Christ Church and learned about being Born a Winner. Evem with the being born with just one ear, my mom's death when I was 13, and being a minority within the minority of my hometown--I'm still born a winner. Good sermon. Pastor Rickie Rush thanked all of us who came on New Year's Eve and joked how we pretty much stayed all night. Yea, walking outta church at 1:30 AM. All good.

Then the second good thing that happened was the Dallas Cowboys ended their season with a win. The dismal year was 6-10. Yet, was better than the 1 win and 7 losses they started out with.. I'm glad their season is over. I'm sure Jason Garrett will be named as new head coach. He finished up the Cowboys with 5-3. Just a sad season, with the Super Bowl being played here next month. Oh well. Training Camp starts in July. Be here before you know it.

Oh, and I guess there is a third thing--I'm 'bout to devour my first tastes of Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla Ice cream for 2011.

Yep. It's all good.

800 Posts

I just realized this

And it's 11pm Thursday night as I type this.

800. WOW. Never thought I'd have so many.

Feel funky. Feel good. I got words in my mouth so I say them-

--name that tune---

l strange to know folks literally around the

World have read my words

Just wish they'd comment more.

Yet everything in baby steps.

Friday I'm taking a vacation day, which includes

Lunch with a chum. Lookin' forward to that

Especially 'cause he makes me laugh.

It is really my bedtime and I gotta take this kitty's lead;

And head to bed.

Gotta think about something profound

For the 801st post.

In the meantime--THANK YOU EVERYONE!

Sunday Stop

The kitty looks out at Sunday. This my girl cat who meows and carries one of my shoes to me. I believe it's her "Mommy cat" meow. She never had to carry her kittens any where three and a half year ago. They were safe and secure in my apartment. Maybe she misses that she never had to carry anything. One of those moments I wish cats could talk.

With that wish, I realize I need to talk more to God. How's that for segue? :) IBOC's Pastor Rickie Rush had such a good message today. One part hit me all the way home, especially because of my Over Do it yesterday.

God has a plan for us, Pastor Rickie Rush said. That's the first time God speaks to us--about His plan. The next time is when God tells us our purpose. In the middle of all this journey, are all the 'sighs' of the purpose/blessing.

That goes back to me yesterday, I over did the card thing. I had me with my own version of a Hallmark store and one of Oprah's Favorite Things. Ever since my pesky little open heart surgery in 2006, I've 'seen' things. Clear as could be. When I sat and recuperated when it was exhausted me to walk just 10 minutes--if lucky. How would these things every really happen? Some of those things have already come to pass. There are more things God has let me see. I need to listen and TALK more to Him to see what all this is.

Or I actually do know, and I let my flesh take over with fear. Then I remember, God does not give me fear.

Then I also remember to be still and know he is God.

Things have changed so much in my life. Good and bad--yet my character continues to be built.

I am blessed.

Made It Through Monday...

I'm glad. I'm tired too. One cat is curled right here on my desk. I'd take a photo, yet the battery is dead. Then I have another in the space between my back and the back of the chair. Trust me, the space wasn't there before. I can't believe the cat is comfy back there. If he fidgets just one more time I'll be on the floor.
Cats.

Gotta love em.
And I do.
I have a male chum who likes cats too. I never thought I'd meet a man who liked cats, more less had three of this own. The male chum is a nice guy. No love connection or anything close to it. Just a fellow fan of feline.
Nice change.
Monday, I'm done with you. Let Tuesday have a chance.

Time Flies

WOW! It's November already!!! When in the world did THAT happen? Wasn't it just a few days ago the sweltering Texas heat gave a subject to chat about and high hopes for the Dallas Cowboys and wonder if the Texas Rangers were gonna do something?

Now I have these two kitties sit still on the window sill either waiting still for a World Series parade to come down our street for the Texas Rangers or a victory might come this way for the Dallas Cowboys. The Rangers tried to win the World Series and the Dallas Cowboys are trying to win period....Either way, it's November!

And today was Sunday and I headed to church and it's what I needed to hear. Pastor Rickie Rush of Inspiring Body of Christ Church reminded us of our valleys. How they build our Godly character and mature us. We could be ticked at the process, yet it benefits us in the end. I thought of my little pesky open-heart surgery. That valley either made me put my honestly put my trust in God or not. When I did, more so, when I realize I did--I wanted the surgery to get over and done. I had to learn to really listen to Him. This might explain why the nurse said I was person who ever tried to wake up the fastest from surgery. That's right. I had things to do. The sermons have been hitting me right on time--and that's a good thing.

We set our clocks back last night. Why do we still do this? Not my most favorite thing to do. It's 5:46 PM as I type this and night has just about fallen. Naw. Nope. Uh-huh. .

So in that case, I'll close the window. The cats will be mad. Got my school work done, so I'm headed to the TV to think about this day and the future.

I am blessed.

Finally Friday....

A chum of mine posted a comment on my the last entry and
Asked when was the last time I did something for the first time?
And when I did do such a thing I would be open to new things...
My chum does have a point. A very good one actually.
And I gotta smile.
Alot.

When was the last time I did something for the first time?

This morning.

God let me open my eyes to see this new day for the first time.

And I gotta smile because of the memories will be made today and this weekend.

Yea, the Aries mind is open and ready for business!

And I like it like that.

RSVP

Invited to a wedding, of a chum of mine, I call Sista Bride, on September 18, 2010. Her planned nuptials are three hours away in Oklahoma City. Since it was out of town, I really didn't think I was invited.

Wrong.

Sista Bride looked at me as if I had lost my mind! Don't say a word. I mean, I thought her family, friends closer to OKC. would be the invited ones. I actually think I hurt Sista Bride's feelings. She asked "Why wouldn't you be invited?" After that, I realized my reasons weren't so good.

The thing is, now I can't locate the invite. Sista Bride asked me yesterday if I'd received it. Huh? When? She mailed em on Monday. My mouth dropped. She lives cross town. I don't have it. At least, I don't know where it is.

OK. I'm one of those folks who stacks mail. My mailbox is right as I enter my house. So I GET the mail. I just may not always review it as I should--especially if it looks as if I owe somebody money. However, Sista Bride described the envelope and I went looking last night.

So far, no luck. Granted it was about 10pm last night and my tired, astigmatism and nearsighted eyes had about had it for the night. So I will look again today. In broad daylight. Sista Bride says she'll give me another one. Yea. OK. Fine, but I want the one meant for ME!

RSVP, indeed!

Just Had To...

Think about stuff going on. Gave thought to getting rid of this house --again--
And I keep thinking what is it I really need to make this house
Really a piece of mind for me?
Well, I'll keep you posted.
Well, something I just had to do tonight
Was to go get a burger at the best burger place in Dallas: Burger Island! Yes, and onion rings too. I felt in the mood. After the day at work today, plus another hot day, and the play I need to finish tweaking by September 1.
I wanted a burger. If you ever had a Burger Island burger, you know what heaven tastes like. I had a hickory cheeseburger, which was a big as a frisbee. As I sat on my couch (got burger to go) my
female cat--I call Mommy Girl: , because--she was Mommy when she was still just a little girl cat--decided to snatch a piece of the burger bun as it feel apart.
I was not amused. Mommy Girl's tummy was tho.
So to wrap this up-
I just had to do what I wanted.
And trust me, Burger Island is one of the BEST places to do it in!