DarjeelinGirl

Man, this blog can be depressing! Thankfully, and I mean that, God is constantly right here with me, carrying me through… So I will post some good things today!

The cat is better! About 2 weeks ago, he decided he wanted to eat again and now is more willing to eat his all natural, biologically cat specific food any time - er, all the time He’s bright-eyed and bushy-tailed - literally. His coat is coming back in so soft and beautiful and his eyes are clear and bright again. And he’s grooming himself and playing again.

The computer is better! I took the virus protection program off. I had just upgraded and the upgrade was driving it crazy. No thanks to the tech support team - it would be oxymoronic for them to tell me to ditch their product. But the answer still did come from a nice man in India - thanks Nick!

I made Puberty-Girl join karate with her sister and brother. She went kicking and screaming that she didn’t want to. Now she is kicking and screaming for fun.

Her sister and brother each won trophies at their tournament last week. Sister received 4th overall in her division, and Big Brother earned 1st in Forms and 1st in Sparing in his division. Pictures will be up on flickr soon.

I’ve been needing a good cry for a long time. I remember mentioning it to someone last fall but hadn’t let loose until today. As frustrated and overwhelmed as I was, it was the only thing left to do. I still feel like I could cry rivers more - like I need to cry rivers more… Hopefully the tears will come easier and sooner next time than it took this time to get here: still reeling from 3 weeks of a mortally sick cat, a potentially fatal mishap with the dog, 3 emergency pet care visits, over $400 in vet bills, other $$ obligations I’d feel too guilty to bow out of but really should since I’m living off a loan at the moment, the end of the semester, deadlines for new courses starting next week, a major 3 day competition event for one kid, 2 other sick kids, 2 virus laden computers, 7 separate calls to tech support, and the run around from 7 different people who don’t speak English…

Don’t even ask me what the kitchen or laundry room look like…

oiy… where’s the tissue box…

I found this funny on Francis Frangipane’s website. I have not laughed so hard in a long time!

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did:

After every flight, pilots fill out a form which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problems, document their repairs on the form, and then pilots review the sheets before the next flight. Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humor. Here are some actual maintenance Problems submitted and the Solutions recorded by maintenance engineers:

So, I was walking from the kitchen into the living room and I look up, out the front window, and see 2 neighborhood kids with backpacks on their shoulders running full speed toward home from the bus stop. Just as I was about to look away, I see a dog chasing them. Nay, a beagle chasing them. A tremendously happy beagle. Our beagle. With full glory, tongue joyously whipping in the wind, muscles rippling with the effort… Because he was tethered to a perfectly taut leash… Which was attached to my daughter… Who followed like a Roman charioteer upon her scooter… Which was flying at speeds no scooter has ever seen.

I think they just invented an urban asphalt Iditarod.

First, after 3 months without, I gave in a gave a repairman another shot at the leaky dishwasher instead of using it as a storage cupboard. Do you know how many times a day you have to hand wash dishes with 4 people in the house??? He could not find the source of the leak either, but at least he secured the dw so it quit sliding around which is more than the first guy did. The first guy (different company) just complained it wasn’t leaking, despite the warped floor at the dw base, and took $160 from me. At least the second guy didn’t charge me a full fee.

Sure enough, it leaked after he left.

Second, the cat quit eating. Actually, as I look back now, the cat hasn’t been eating for probably a month. I’ve been cajoling him with catnip, cheese, hot dogs, anything - even his old kibble, but it wasn’t enough. Then one day, he was not interested in moving around much. Took him into the vet. Everything is fine (which is good) except his liver - hepatic lipido$is$ they call it (which is very bad). It means that somewhere along the line, Cuthbert’s body said, “Hey, I’m starving! Let’s move all the fat outta here - through the liver everyone!” And the liver gets overloaded with 9 years of crappy, toxic kibble residue and shuts down which can kill a cat in a matter of days.

Now we have to tube feed him pureed pure food every 2 hours round the clock until his appetite comes back which could take 6 or 7 weeks, they say.

Updating PC-cillin on my home computer screwed everything up. After 2 hours with a nice fellow from India, it’s still glitchy. Applications won’t open, and when they do, I just get an empty frame. Shut down button doesn’t shut down. Virus scan says everything is hunky dory. I went to uninstall it so I could reinstall it, and the compy said it wasn’t there to uninstall anyway. That’s funny, the icon is still in the icon tray. I hate computer problems! Guess I get to talk to another nice man from India as soon as I can find 2 hours of free time.

I think I have a schedule opening sometime in June.

On top of all that, my 12yod’s hormones are raging at everyone and everything.

Why, hello, Puberty. It is nice to meet you.