BlurtBlogging

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year! Sorry for my lapse in blogging. No real excuse. I just haven't done it.

So today I have lots of varying things on my mind and this will be a meandering post about random things. Bear with me.

First off....it's the New Year. 2008. Wow.

Also, since it's the New Year...everybody starts thinking about weight loss. Well, I've been "recommitted" to it since early December, so I had a head start. I finally got the diet down in a rhythm, so now it's time to get the exercise going too. I know I can do this.

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Next up...a book I read. I recently read "Eat Pray Love". This book is wonderful. I really, really took a lot from it. I keep thinking about things from it. I honestly think that if I didn't have my cats, I'd probably take off on some sort of long-term travel like she did. I think it's time I really figured out my path in life. I'm not happy where I am. I think most people know that.

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I helped my sister with her kids this weekend. Nephew is now three and he's so smart and funny. He's got so much energy and wants to know so much that just merely being around him makes me get tired. :) In a rare quiet moment, he and I were sitting on the couch reading a book. It was one of my favorites when I was his age, so I really enjoyed looking through this book with him (Richard Scarry). As we were going through he asked me to stop "reading" and wait while he got up. He jumped off the couch and proceeded to pull down his pants as he said, "I need to fix my penis." Then he dropped his underwear. Then he pulled his underwear back up, making sure he was properly adjusted. It took all of my energy at that point to not laugh. It was the funniest/cutest thing because he thought nothing of dropping his pants to adjust things. And then he just jumped back up beside me and ordered me to "Read!".

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Well, that's all for now. Hopefully my blurtblog was worth reading.

Excuse me while I rant....

So am I invisible? Am I a mean person? What is it? It's Christmas time and here at work people are handing out cards and little food presents and they keep bypassing me. I SEE them walk into a coworker's office next to mine and drop things off (while holding stacks of envelopes or gifts) and then walk off mumbling they're off to my other team member's desk. HEY! I'm here too! I guess that means I don't have to worry about getting them cards or anything.

Stupid job. I hope I get a new one. And quick.

Bah humbug!

**Note: I should note for anybody that doesn't already know...I've been interviewing for a new job anyway. This Christmas slight isn't the reason I'm looking.

Huh?

Today I was leaving the bathroom and saw a coworker walking with a bottle of Diet Coke. I didn't think anything of it, as I see him all the time. All of a sudden he backtracks toward me and says, "Hey...hold this for me." Then he walked away. I was completely confused. I grabbed the pop and walked behind him...bewildered. I mumbled "Thanks" at one point and he ignored me. So I walked toward my office and then greeted another coworker who was passing me.

I came in and sat down and put the pop on my desk. I wasn't sure what was going on. In complete consternation, I sat at my computer trying to figure out what happened. Did he accidentally buy a Diet Coke and didn't want it? Was he being nice? Was he on crack? I couldn't figure it out.

Then about 2 minutes later, me still confused, he wandered into my office and said, "Did that confuse you?" My response..."Uh, yeah!"

Turns out...it's a Secret Santa gift. Not for me. He had grabbed this Diet Coke for her and was on his way to deliver it when he saw her coming. So he did the only sane thing he could do...give it to me. Apparently he'd never be seen drinking one and people would know it.

Mystery solved. Strangest five minutes of my day. I'm glad I didn't open it.

Paris and Cady

What do I do when it's cold outside and it's a boring weekend? Take pictures of course!

It's Rudolph Day!

My favorite Christmas show is "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer." I love this show. I even have decorations from the show and a CD of songs from the show. Yes, I know I'm a dork. But I can't help it. Best Christmas show EVER. And it's on TV tonight. CBS. Be there or be a Grinch, Scrooge, or Bumble (before Yukon Cornelius rehabilitated him, that is). Enjoy the show!

My problem

Know what my problem is? I have no ambition. I think about lots of things I want or want to do. But I have zero drive to do anything to achieve them...no matter how much I want them.

Here's a list:

• to lose weight - something I truly want, but every time I start I fall back to my usual habits again, so lately my drive to try again is not happening right now
• to be a photographer - I think I have some raw skills here, but no drive to do anything about it
• to have a non-desk job - this probably relates to the above, but I don't have the drive to figure out a plan to get anything other than the familiar, comfortable desk job
• to be less lazy - you see the conundrum here
• to be a runner - again, obvious
• to finish this list - it involves way too much thought and I don't feel like doing it

Maybe it's laziness or maybe it's some chemical imbalance...but in thinking about this today I realize I want to do something about it...but ironically, as is the core problem...I don't have any drive to fix it.

Any ideas? Any known remedy in an easy-to-take form? Anyone volunteer to fix this for me?

:)

Time Change and Creepy Cat Stuff

Not the most creative titles, huh?

I can't get used to this time change yet. Who knew an HOUR could wreak so much havoc. I want to go to bed too early and then I end up waking up in the middle of the night and then again at 5 a.m. I SHOULD just get up at 5 a.m. and work out. But that seems a little drastic, doesn't it? So my body clock is way off and I don't like how this feels.

Now while I've always been a light sleeper who wakes up several times a night, I usually go right back to sleep. But my nocturnal wakings due to the time change has led me to hear and then subsequently see something I find kind of creepy. See...my new kitten has really bonded with my older cat. They're truly like mother cat and baby cat. They sleep together, play together, eat together, fight together, and annoy me together. Now...the bonding has gone a level further. I woke up to this strange noise. I listened and listened and then turned slowly as it dawned on me. My kitten, Cady, (a large 15 week old one at this point) is nursing on my spayed adult Paris. I find this entirely creepy for some reason. But both seem to like it, so what can I do? Paris cleans Cady while she nurses and both purr happily. I guess I shouldn't complain. I was the one who wanted them to bond.