It has been exactly 26 days since I last blogged.
I apologize to the Blog Gods, since I am pretty sure no one reads this, they ARE 'all knowing' - but that is cool.
I have to remember this is for Me...
So much has happened in the past two dozen days since I last posted, too.
I will start off this post with the addition of our newest fur baby, Rosalina (aka: Rose)She is the sweetest little thing around.
A tabby with the most beautiful markings that wrap completely around her - even across her tiny kitten belly!
Her mew is teensy and she loves everyone.
She is truly Julian's cat and sleeps with him in his bed every night.
She is a happy and healthy kitty, who purrs just when she gets near you, not to mention the motor boat when you hold her.
She loves the warmth of my laptop, so it is her best (non-living) friend.
Our gray cat hates her and this isn't a complete mystery to me, I mean I GET the whole territorial, primal animal thing.
But this little kitten is SO not the typical annoying kitten, that is all in your face!
She is mellow, calm, playful yes - but not unless you show signs of wanting to play with her, too.
She takes the abuse of being hissed at multiple times daily, swatted at - basically bullied all day long - by our 8yr old Russian Blue kitty and still watches hopefully from a distance.
She wants to be friends and she isn't afraid of the 'big mean gray monster' in her new home.
Having come from a house with 4 adult cats and as many siblings - she is VERY well acclimated to not being the center of attention.
I see her like I see Julian in that she is playful, independent and not as needy as her predecessors more than likely were.
Yet she IS still young and needs 'guidance'.
Like even though she keeps her distance, when our older cat gets in trouble, say for sneaking into the room where the kittens food dish is and eating it all and she is being hunted down by me yielding a watter bottle set to stream' for long distance shooting - she still is part of the chase.
Which cost her, getting in front of me and said bottle - a spritzing, a couple times.
Gray kitty is obviously acting out.
The only reason I even act upon the hissing, is that it quicky turns into pouncing and big cat outweighs baby cat by at least 10 pounds.
Even though the adult is declawed and the baby isn't, she still has many more advantages on her side, should a battle commence.
This morning was not a good one, by way of the cats - sadly due to Julian.
He has developed this problem with lying.
It is almost always to avoid doing something or to avoid getting in trouble (never understood the irony in that ) - but nevertheless, it has surfaced.
I don't like it and want to nip it in the bud now, yet I am not quite sure how.
The only experience I have with a child lying, is in the teen years.
VERY different techniques required, very different circumstances are at the cause of the lying - but isn't the root the same? Avoidance?
Julian woke up early to have computer time before getting ready for school.
Which is fine in itself.
However, I am to be asked first - so that I can make sure the morning routine is being followed.
Which includes the rule to feed the animals ASA you wake up.
Well, the kitten is still novel, so he fed her.
However, the dog and grown cat are old news, so they were ignored.
When I woke and started getting him geered towards breakfast, I noticed the pack of poptarts on the table next to him.
Now on weekends, this is fine.
We tend to eat 'brunch' rather than breakfast and lunch, when there is nothing going on, on our Sat./Sun. schedules. And a 'snack' does nothing to their appetites a couple hours later.
But M-F we barely have the time to eat breakfast, etc. - before it is time to leave - so ONLY breakfast is allowed.
I explained this and removed the poptarts, which led to a huge explosion.
He was given a warning, that he totally ignored and continued raging about wanting the poptarts.
So, the computer was removed from the equation.
This led to more problems.
Now the afore mentioned issue about the gray kitty eating the kittens food?
Well, that all was explained, when through all the screaming, crying and yelling - it was discovered that
a) Julian lied to me about having fed ALL the animals, when asked and
b) He also tried to convince me that he didn't need to ask to use the computer because it had been left on all night.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, uh that would be a BIG FAT LIE!!!!!!
I know this, because I was so very, very tired and it was taking FOREVER to shut it down, last night!
So now I am feeling guilty about chasing down the cat because of the food thing - but not because of the hissing thing. Nuh-uh, never guilty about that....
And the fact that Julian was the cause behind much of the mornings negativity - all because of lying - was NOT helped by the fact that I woke up with a very painful right foot and my day was headed off to a 'no muy bueno' start at 6:30 in the am!
I cut my heel a couple days ago,walking around barefoot and while the cut is healing nicely, the muscles in my foot, ankle and calve are so sore from walking on it oddly - that today it is hard to walk at all.
This means that my morning walk, which has been getting me the much needed 'mind freeing, thought clearing, Pandora radio listening' moments, each morning since school began - won't be happening today and yes, that makes me pissy!
:o(
Eventually, I got him to school after a quick shower and throwing on a long beach coverup lounger thingy (I always get dressed in walking clothes and shoes, when I take him to school - so this led to him asking where was I going?, 'cause I was wearing a 'dress' - and Lord knows THAT does not happen very often at ALL!).
I had to explain that due to a little boys lies, EVERYONE was inconvenienced, this morning!
From kitty to mom, who had no time for HER usual routine!
So after having a Slimfast bar and a bottle of water - trying so hard to be good and healthier - for breakfast, here I sit looking at the clock and realizing that in another 15 minutes, I will be off again.
I now add 'personal driver' to my resume - as my husbands car has died and we are 'One Car-ing'
it. I hate it, It sucks. And we can't financially afford to do anything about it.
I drive him to work every morning, then pick him up every evening.
I deal with traffic and horrible drivers at rush hours everyday and I don't even have a job!!!!
And meanwhile, my husband - which is a whole OTHER entry of frustration - gets to be driven to and from, like some freaking celebrity - riding in the back seat (still part of that other entry) of our Durango, stretched out and kicking back, away from the intense summer heat permeating through the front windshield.
Since Julian has to be picked up from the Boys and Girls Club where he goes M-F directly after school, and has soccer practice 2x a week - AND I have to run all the 'family errands' such as grocery shopping, bank trips, bill paying, putting gas in the car, etc. - there is no way that I can tell him to take the car.
It seems that the only chance to do this is on Sundays when there is nothing planned.
And on those rare occasions - I live for the chance to lounge around in my jammies and either sleep in, read or watch tv undisturbed - for as long as that may be.
So for now, back to my roles of being family manager, disciplinarian (aka: The Bad Guy), cook, personal shopper and NOW, limo driver. And even though I am home most of the day with the cats, the teenager (another entry...) and the heat - at least I can feel better that , I made an entry in you blog - and maybe if I get a chance - maybe even might add another, just to catch up!
Hasta luego.
