28 October 2005

Halloween recipes


Kitty Litter Cake

Serving Size: 24

Notes:
This is a fun cake! It might look gross, but it does taste good!

Ingredients:


  • 1 (18 oz.) box spice or german chocolate cake mix 1 (18 oz.) box white cake mix

  • 1 pkg. white sandwich cookies

  • 1 large box vanilla instant pudding mix

  • 12 small tootsie rolls

  • 1 litter box (preferably a NEW one!)

  • 1 plastic scoop

  • green food coloring




Preparation:
Prepare cake mixes and bake according to directions (any size pans). Prepare pudding mix and chill until ready to assemble. Crumble white sandwich cookies in small batches in blender, they tend to stick, so scrape often. Set aside all but about 1/4 cup. To the 1/4 cup cookie crumbs, add a few drops green food coloring and mix using a fork or shake in a jar.
When cakes are cooled to room temperature, crumble into a large bowl. Toss with half the remaining white cookie crumbs and the chilled pudding. You probably won't need all of the pudding, mix with the cake and "feel" it, you don't want it soggy, just moist; gently combine. Put mixture into clean litter box.

Put three unwrapped Tootsie rolls in a microwave safe dish and heat until soft and pliable. Shape ends so they are no longer blunt, curving slightly. Repeat with 3 more Tootsie rolls and bury in mixture. Sprinkle the other half of cookie crumbs over top. Scatter the green cookie crumbs lightly over the top, this is supposed to look like the chlorophyll in kitty litter. Heat remaining Tootsie Rolls, three at a time in the microwave until almost melted. Scrape them on top of the cake and sprinkle with cookie crumbs. Place the box on a newspaper and sprinkle a few of the cookie crumbs around. Serve with a new pooper scooper.




Roasted Pumpkin Seeds


Notes:
These are very easy to make, and taste so much better than what you can buy in the store!

Ingredients:
2 C. pumpkin seeds
1 1/2 Tbsp. melted butter
1 1/4 tsp. salt

Preparation:
Separate the seeds from the fibres. Spread seeds on a cookie sheet. Pour melted butter over seeds and sprinkle with salt.

Bake in a 350 degree oven until the seeds are dried out and crispy brown. Stir occasionally to toast evenly. Time will vary on the seeds, but should take around 30 minutes.


Witch's Brew


Notes:
Adding dry ice directly to the punch will make a fog on the top of the punch. Many grocery stores sell dry ice.

Ingredients:
3 (12 oz.) containers frozen apple juice
9 C. water
1/2 C. lime juice
1/2 gallon lime sherbet, softed
9 C. chilled club soda

Preparation:
Combine first three ingredients, cover, and chill. Just before serving spoon lime sherbet into large punch bowl; slowly pour apple juice mixture and club soda over stirring gently.

22 October 2005

Advantages of being a woman over 40

My neighbor emailed this to me, and I especially love the last line!!!


Andy Rooney - CBS 60 Minutes.

As I grow in age, I value women who are over 40 most of all. Here
are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 40 will not lay next to you in bed
and ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.

If a woman over 40 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit
around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's
usually something more interesting.

Women over 40 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with
you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course,
if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they
can get away with it.

Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know
what it's like to be unappreciated.

Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins
to a woman over 40. They always know.

Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off
you are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder
where you stand with her.

Yes, we praise women over 40 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately,
it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot
woman of 40+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool
of himself with some 22-year-old waitress. Ladies, I apologize.

For all those men who say, "Why buy the cow when you can get the
milk for free?" Here's an update for you. Now days 80% of women are against
marriage. Why? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire Pig,
just to get a little sausage....

21 October 2005

Charles Schultz Philosophy

A friend emailed me this with instructions to pass it on...and so I am sharing it with you:

Charles Schultz Philosophy


The following is the philosophy of Charles Schultz, the creator of the "Peanuts" comic strip. You don't have to actually answer thequestions. Just read the e-mail straight through, and you'll get the point.

1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.

2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.

3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America.

4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.

5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winner for best actor and actress.

6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.








How did you do?


The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. These are no second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.




Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:

1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.

2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.

3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.

4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.

5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.




Easier?

The lesson:
The people who make a difference in your life are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care.




"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia." (Charles Schultz)

19 October 2005

Letter from U.S. Senator Rick Santorum

I received this letter yesterday from my U.S. Senator, Rick Santorum about the department of Veteran's Affairs. After reading the letter, I was not impressed, but you can judge for yourself:




October 5, 2005

Dear Ms. Count-Wayt:

Knowing of our shared interest in ensuring that our nation's veterans are properly cared for, I am writing to make you aware of my recent efforts to ensure that the Department of Veterans Affairs (V A) has the necessary funding to provide the essential medical care and other well-deserved benefits to our veterans.

As the son of two Veterans Administration employees, and having been raised on the grounds of a V A facility, I understand the concerns of our veterans. Service to our country has entitled veterans to unique benefits that are available to no other single group of Americans. There are few Americans more deserving of our attention than our veterans who have courageously fought for the freedom we now enjoy. As such, I believe it is of the utmost importance for the United States Congress to provide our nation's veterans with the benefits and care the so deserve.

During my time in the United States Senate, funding for our nation's veterans has increased considerably. In fact, since Fiscal Year (FY) 2001, VA medical care funding has increased by 41%. Last year, Congress provided $68.1 billion for the V A, which included $30 billion for veterans medical care activities and $405.6 million for medical and prosthetic research within the V A.

During consideration of this year's budget I voted for an amendment that will increase money available for veterans benefits and services by $410 million. This year's final budget passed by the Senate specifies that the V A will have $68.9 billion to spend on veterans programs.

In June 2005, V A officials testified to the House Committee on Veterans' Affairs that the V A would not have sufficient funds to care for injured veterans this year - in fact, it was brought to light that there would be a shortfall of at least $1 billion for FY 2005. Following this hearing, I sent a letter to Secretary of the V A James Nicholson expressing my extreme disappointment in his inability to accurately plan for the needs of our nation's veterans.

In response to the V A budget shortfall, I sponsored an amendment to the FY 2006 Department of the Interior, Environment, and Related Agencies Appropriations Act which added $1.5 billion in "emergency funding" for FY 2005, to be available immediately, to address the emergency financial needs facing the V A. I am pleased that the Senate unanimously passed my amendment by a vote of 96-0 on June 29, 2005.

This essential amendment to add emergency funding for the V A reflects my unequivocal commitment to supporting our veterans and active duty servicemembers and will ensure that our servicemen and women returning from Iraq and Afghanistan receive the quality care they deserve. These additional funds will make it possible for the V A to meet the current health care needs of our veterans without having to divert funds from other purposes. On August 2, 2005, President Bush signed this important legislation into federal law [P.L. 109-54].

The men and women who serve and who have served in America's Armed Forces are our nation's true heroes. These heroes -- soldiers, sailors, airmen, and marines who selflessly dedicate their lives to protect our freedoms and liberties -- are testaments to sacrifice and courage. These brave Americans -- ordinary people thrust into extraordinary circumstances -- deserve special recognition and benefits for their heroic service to our country.

As your United States Senator, I have reviewed many areas of concern to veterans. The care and medical treatment of our nation's veterans and the efforts to improve their health care delivery system remain important to me. I will continue to work to make sure that our veterans have access to quality health care. Our veterans - past, present, and future - are an indispensable part of what makes our country the greatest nation in the world. It is with deepest respect that I thank our veterans for their patriotism and heroism and for teaching us about sacrifice, fortitude, and valor.

Thank you for allowing me to share my thoughts with you on this important issue. Please know that I will continue to look for opportunities to improve the lives of our nation's veterans and the active duty members of our Armed Forces.

Sincerely,

Rick Santorum

United States Senate

RJS:mac




My take on this letter:

First of all, how in the world does being the son of two Veterans Administration employees (as far as we know, they could be anything from politicians to janitors) help Santorum understand the concerns of our veterans? Santorum was never a veteran, and neither of his parents were veterans. So where does he get this supposed understanding?

Secondly, "our veterans are ordinary men and women"? In our country, military service is a voluntary action. So for a person to volunteer to put their lives on the line, give up their rights, fight out of patriotic duty, makes them extraordinary to me.

Thirdly, if Santorum is ensuring the best health care for our returning servicemembers, then why in the world are they shutting down one of the best V A hospitals this country has: Walter Reed. If they really cared about the best health care for our soldiers, they would leave Walter Reed open.

And another point...Santorum stated $405.6 million for medical and prosthetic research within the V A. Lets put this in perspective please. Here is an article from the Washington Post about Haliburton's costs in Iraq (Haliburton is the company our Vice-President is highly financially connected to):
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A35138-2005Mar14.html

Notice:

$100 million in questionable costs in one section of a massive, no-bid Halliburton Co. contract for delivering fuel to Iraq

$82,100 for liquefied gas

$27.5 million to transport it

$61 million by buying more expensive fuel from Kuwait rather than from Turkey

$2.5 billion contract under which Halliburton was tapped to deliver fuel, fight oil well fires and repair oil facilities in Iraq after the U.S.-led invasion in the spring of 2003

$1.8 billion in "unsupported costs" in a $10.5 billion Army logistics contract that KBR won on a competitive bid. Despite those findings and a recommendation to withhold some of the payments, the Army decided last month to continue paying Halliburton in full, plus performance bonuses.

From these numbers, it looks like we care more about our corporations than our veterans. Probably explains why our president's daughters joined the corporate world instead of military service.

What is a man?

I have a lot of really wonderful single female friends who complain that it is really difficult to find a mate.

Then I hear some guys claim that they do not understand what women want. It is simple. Kipling explained it best in his poem "If". Women want a man. A real man. If you do not know what a real man is, here is the best definition I have found:

[IF]

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!


--Rudyard Kipling

17 October 2005

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Pennsylvania makes national news again. This time in Scranton, Pennsylvania. A young woman is pregnant voluntarily with the child of a convicted rapist. So, the question is, should she be allowed to keep her child knowing this child will probably also be raped by the child's father, or take the child away as soon as the child is born to protect the child from sexual assault.

My opinion on this is, I think the mother needs serious counseling. I also believe that the child should be protected. Ideally, if the mother leaves the father, that would be the best situation in my opinion. And then the mother would be able to raise her child in a hopefully safer environment.

What do you think?

11 October 2005

Happy Halloween


A friend of a friend emailed me an explanation of how Halloween started, and I would like to share it with you:

Halloween is an annual celebration, but just what is it actually a celebration of? And how did this peculiar custom originate? Is it, as some claim, a kind of demon worship? Or is it just a harmless vestige of some ancient pagan ritual? The word itself, "Halloween," actually has its origins in the Catholic Church. It comes from a contracted corruption of All Hallows Eve. November 1, "All Hollows Day" (or "All Saints Day"), is a Catholic day of observance in honor of saints. But, in the 5th century BC, in Celtic Ireland, summer officially ended on October 31. The holiday was called Samhain (sow-en), the Celtic New year. One story says that, on that day, the disembodied spirits of all those who had died throughout the preceding year would come back in search of living bodies to possess for the next year. It was believed to be their only hope for the afterlife. The Celts believed all laws of space and time were suspended during this time, allowing the spirit world to intermingle with the living. Naturally, the still-living did not want to be possessed. So on the night of October 31, villagers would extinguish the fires in their homes, to make them cold and undesirable. They would then dress up in all manner of ghoulish costumes and noisily paraded around the neighborhood, being as destructive as possible in order to frighten away spirits looking for bodies to possess. Probably a better explanation of why the Celts extinguished their fires was not to discourage spirit possession, but so that all the Celtic tribes could relight their fires from a common source, the Druidic fire that was kept burning in the Middle of Ireland, at Usinach. Some accounts tell of how the Celts would burn someone at the stake who was thought to have already been possessed, as sort of a lesson to the spirits. Other accounts of Celtic history debunk these stories as myth. The Romans adopted the Celtic practices as their own. But in the first century AD, Samhain was assimilated into celebrations of some of the other Roman traditions that took place in October, such as their day to honor Pomona, the Roman goddess of fruit and trees. The symbol of Pomona is the apple, which might explain the origin of our modern tradition of bobbing for apples on Halloween. The thrust of the practices also changed over time to become more ritualized. As belief in spirit possession waned, the practice of dressing up like hobgoblins, ghosts, and witches took on a more ceremonial role. The custom of Halloween was brought to America in the 1840's by Irish immigrants fleeing their country's potato famine. At that time, the favorite pranks in New England included tipping over outhouses and unhinging fence gates. The custom of trick-or-treating is thought to have originated not with the Irish Celts, but with a ninth-century European custom called souling. On November 2, All Souls Day, early Christians would walk from village to village begging for "soul cakes," made out of square pieces of bread with currants. The more soul cakes the beggars would receive, the more prayers they would promise to say on behalf of the dead relatives of the donors. At the time, it was believed that the dead remained in limbo for a time after death, and that prayer, even by strangers, could expedite a soul's passage to heaven. The Jack-o-lantern custom probably comes from Irish folklore. As the tale is told, a man named Jack, who was notorious as a drunkard and trickster, tricked Satan into climbing a tree. Jack then carved an image of a cross in the tree's trunk, trapping the devil up the tree. Jack made a deal with the devil that, if he would never tempt him again, he would promise to let him down the tree. According to the folk tale, after Jack died, he was denied entrance to Heaven because of his evil ways, but he was also denied access to Hell because he had tricked the devil. Instead, the devil gave him a single ember to light his way through the frigid darkness. The ember was placed inside a hollowed-out turnip to keep it glowing longer. The Irish used turnips as their "Jack's lanterns" originally. But when the immigrants came to America, they found that pumpkins were far more plentiful than turnips. So the Jack-O-Lantern in America was a hollowed-out pumpkin, lit with an ember. So, although some cults may have adopted Halloween as their favorite "holiday," the day itself did not grow out of evil practices. It grew out of the rituals of Celts celebrating a new year, and out of Medieval prayer rituals of Europeans. And today, even many churches have Halloween parties or pumpkin carving events for the kids. After all, the day itself is only as evil as one cares to make it.



10 October 2005

Happy Columbus Day


Today is a federal holiday, but John still went into work, I was still able to reschedule an ENT appointment for John, garbage was picked up...so how is this a holiday? And it is curious to me how a holiday about the founding of our continent by Europe got to be so unimportant that only federal workers seem to even acknowledge it's existence.

If Columbus had never ventured into the Atlantic with a crew of convicts who were afraid of falling off the edge of the world, as it was believed by many at that time that the earth was flat, then the United States may not exist. Also, Columbus proved that the world was round instead of flat. That was a huge accomplishment, and the man should be revered in my opinion, just for his courage alone.

As I was writing this, Dr. Shroff's office called to say that John has a doctor's appointment at 8 a.m. for a check-up. I called John and let him know, leaving a message on his voice mail. John phoned back asking me to pick him up some cotton balls at the drug store. I am guessing he needs them to give himself his allergy shots tonight.




O.K., now on to more serious news...the earthquake in Pakistan. My heart really goes out to all the children affected by the earthquake. From what I heard on the news, many of the buildings were reinforced with steel, which makes excavating more difficult. The fact that there have been some survivors under all the rubble is a wonderful testiment to human endurance.

Seeing a school totally collapsed while school was in session was truly heart breaking.

I am so proud of Bush for sending help to Pakistan. Thank you. We must help these people all we can.

08 October 2005

Happy Columbus Day Weekend

For all Americans:



Happy Columbus Day Weekend










For all the Canadians:



Happy Thanksgiving Day Action de grace weekend









For all the Japanese:



Happy Health & Sports Day weekend









For all the Orthodox Christians:



Happy Ven Pelagia the Penitent day;
Happy VirMar Pelagia of Antioch day;
Happy Mar Ignatius of Bugaria day







Yet, it does not feel like any holiday at all.

Wednesday night, I came home from the store to find John incredibly upset because Moocher was still sick, and Moocher was trying to pick off dried cat food from a plate because he was obviously starving. It was incredibly heartbreaking.

So Thursday morning, I got up and drove John to work. Then I came back home and called the vet and got them to squeeze an appointment in with Dr. Croft at Loyalhannah vet clinic in Stahlstown. I then called Dr. Gouker's office to cancel my chiropractor appointment in Uniontown which was scheduled for 1:20 p.m. because I am unable to be two places at the same time, and Moocher's health took precedence.

As soon as Moocher saw me take out the carrier, he took off and hid in the back bedroom under the bed in the corner so I could not reach him. So I proceeded to take the bed apart. Next thing I knew, the little guy was hiding in a shelf in the dining room. I literally had to drag his stubborn body out by his front legs. I finally got him into the carrier.

Arming myself with a hard copy of directions from http://www.mapquest.com I drove the 40 miles to the vet's office. I kept the windows down so Moocher could have fresh air. Of course, the little guy was in a carrier which was seat buckled in.

The vet took 3 x-rays, a feline leukemia test, complete blood panel. We are still waiting for the results. To retrieve blood from Moocher, they had to shave a part of the front of his neck. It looks kind of funny, but the hair will grow back. The vet then patiently explained the x-rays to me. Moocher's liver is about half the size is should be. They then gave Moocher a cortisone shot which did wonders for the little guy. He is back to acting like himself again.

07 October 2005

Misty

A friend of mine emailed this poem to me and asked me to pass it around to remind people of these innocent children who are losing their precious lives to child abuse.


My name is Misty
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me
I can't speak at all,
I can't do a wrong,
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake,
I'm all alone,
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come,
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
from Charlie's Bar.
hear him curse,
my name he calls
I press myself
against the wall
I try and hide,
from his evil eyes,
I'm so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry
he finds me weeping,
he shouts ugly words,
he says it's my fault
that he suffers at work
he slaps me and hits me,
and yells at me more,
I finally get free,
and I run for the door
he's already locked it
and I start to bawl,
he takes me and throws me,
against the hard wall.
fall to the floor
with my bones nearly broken,
and my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken.
I'm sorry!", I scream,
but it's now much too late
his face has been twisted
into unimaginable hate.
the hurt and the pain
again and again
oh please God, have mercy!
oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
and heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor
My name is Misty
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy...
Murdered me.

06 October 2005

What do women really want?


KING ARTHUR… & THE QUESTION

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him, but was moved by Arthur’s youthful happiness, so he offered him freedom, as long he could answer a very difficult question.

Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer; if, after a year, he still had no answer, he would then be put to death.

The question was "What do women really want?"

Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man and to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query.

Well, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch’s proposition to have an answer by year’s end. He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everybody the princesses, the prostitutes, the priests, the wise men, and the court jester. In all, he spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer. What most people did tell him was to consult the old witch, as only she would know the answer. The price would be high, since the witch was famous through-out the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no alternative but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer his question, but he’d have to accept her price first. The old witch wanted to marry Gawain, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur’s closest friend! Young Arthur was horrified she was hunchbacked and awfully hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage water, often made obscene noises etc. He had never run across such a repugnant creature. He refused to force his friend to marry her and have to endure such a burden.

Gawain, upon learning of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He told him that nothing was too big a sacrifice compared to Arthur’s life and the preservation of the Round Table. Hence, their wedding was proclaimed, and the witch answered Arthur’s question "What a woman really wants is to be able to be in charge of her own life."

Everyone instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Arthur’s life would be spared. And so it went. The neighboring monarch spared Arthur’s life and granted him total freedom.

What a wedding Gawain and the witch had! Arthur was torn between relief and anguish. Gawain was proper as always, gentle and courteous. The old witch put her worst manners on display and generally made everyone very uncomfortable.

The wedding night approached. Gawain, steeling himself for an horrific night, entered the bedroom. What a sight awaited!

The most beautiful woman he’d ever seen lay before him! Gawain was astounded and asked what had happened. The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her (when she’d been a witch), half the time she would be her horrible, deformed self and the other half, she would be her beautiful maiden self.

Which would he want her to be during the day and which during the night? What a cruel question! Gawain began to think of his predicament- during the day a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his home, an old spooky witch? Or would he prefer having by day a hideous witch, but by night a beautiful woman to enjoy many intimate moments? What would you do?

What Gawain chose follows below, but don’t read on until you’ve made your own choice.

ANSWER Noble Gawain replied that he would let her choose for herself. Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her and had let her be in charge of her own life. _

THE MORAL The moral of this story is that when we allow another to be who they are, we all benefit!

05 October 2005

Why in the year 2005 do we still have sex slaves?


I read today in the British Times a story about 19 men arrested for trafficing sex slaves. According to the article, it is not uncommon.

Now, I find a story that hits closer to home involving the U.S. The story is at: http://www.insightmag.com/main.cfm/include/detail/storyid/163052.html

The above picture is from that site with the caption underneath stating:
Americans were seen in Bosnia as defenders of the children, as shown here, until U.S. contractors began buying children as personal sex slaves.

This completely sickens me. What in the world gives one person the right to buy someone else? And why is this allowed to happen?

It does not make sense to me that people scream and yell about a woman's right to choose, yet, nothing is done for a child once the child is born. Who is screaming and yelling for these innocents?

03 October 2005

Just another Moocher Monday

Poor Moocher is still not feeling well. Crushing his pills and using a syringe does not work on him. He moves his head at the last second and we get the medicine over us instead. So now we are trying to crush the pills and mix it with butter and put it on his paw to lick. Fact is, he is not a dumb cat and knows he can wipe the back of his paw on our clothes, which he has tried.

John & I are worried about the little guy because he does not keep food down. John is concerned that there is blockage. The vet tech called today, but she did not seem concerned. She just said to watch him. So tomorrow, I am calling their primary vet at the office and hopefully he will have some answers.

Today has been busy. Not only did I have Moo sick, but also John.

My day started out with our president announcing his chief deputy for Supreme Court justice. A woman with no experience on the bench whatsoever. It is weird, but John Roberts I believe was a good candidate for Supreme Court justice. I think president Bush dropped the ball with this nomination.

I usually wake up to channel 4 news because my husband believes they have the best weather report. I usually keep it there at least in the beginning of Good Morning America, but that show is getting very annoying as the reporters there sound more and more like corporate yes men instead of journalists. So that is when I am thankful for the remote control and usually jump around to find news until I finally settle on a music channel. Thankfully, there is the internet to get news.

Well, after Bush announced his candidate for Supreme Court justice, I went and made myself a cup of Italian cuppachino and brushed Ashley out. After Ashley, I brushed Rusty out. Moocher, instead of getting brushed out, spit out his medicine and took off running.

So then I vacuumed and steam cleaned the carpets. Gave Moocher medicine again...this time the butter method. Then I took a nap as I was not feeling great myself. John woke me up at 8pm letting me know that I slept 4 hours. So I got up, watched Seventh Heaven, then washed dishes and made John some Chicken penne for supper. I drank some tea.

Rusty is crying now for me to come to bed, so I will say good night.