RedHead Confetti

Friday we brought home our kittens! It was so awesome to see them pour out of the carrier and running through the house. If you look close, I swear you could see confetti and glittery, rainbow trails after them! We were all set to go to the kitten shower at the Hermitage Saturday, and I was going to take photos  and blog about it. Good news is 37 kittens and cats were adopted!   About four am, Saturday morning, my husband got up for some water. A little while later he woke me up, as our beloved Neko was in distress! She was laying in the middle of the floor, and crying... we thought she was blind. We spent about an hour with her, calming her down, and then helped her tuck herself into a corner by the bookshelf where she felt safe. We took her to the vet as soon as urgent care hours opened which was one pm. The place was already a mad-house. While the tech, S., examined her, Neko's distress got worse, and we all knew something was wrong with our baby. Soon, I was c...

Excuse the self-indulgence of this entry. A lot has happened in the world, and while I can't even begin to do justice to the awesomeness of DOMA being struck as Unconstitutional and California's Prop 8 being thrown back down (where it was overturned) because of lack of standing, let me say I did the Rainbow dance all day and have been thrilled to bits since those rulings came down. Love won the day, and I am so happy for that! Not pleased about the Voting Rights Act's desecration, but I know we can work to preserve the rights of people to vote, I know we can work together as a country and make that right. We've done it before, we can pull together again. So I'm not terribly worried. Pissed at the SCOTUS, but not worried. I applied for a job, and didn't get it. Yeah, I know, it is happening to everyone these days, and it's a total fucking bummer! I was trying to get in at the Hermitage, you know, the cat shelter we were fostering kittens with. I know I ...

Little something different today. We've had the honour and privilege of fostering two litters of kittens in partnership with the Hermitage , a local no-kill cat shelter. We took two litters, one of six and the other of four. Yes, you read that right, we have been fostering ten kittens! Imagine that amount of cuteness and adorable furballs, and you can't help but smile. I'll be writing more later about some of the things going on with me. But for now, I just want to share some photos of these babies with you all, and spread some happy through the internet.  See that scarf? It's a killer-attack scarf, but don't worry, Finn will beat it back. I am furniture, you see; I took this photo in a tiny pause as they were jumping off of me like a spring board.  Bavard (l) and Sadie (r) needed cuddles, and so crawled up to my neck.   They love climbing up, and jumping off that over-night bag.  You can hear them, right? They're lions and tiger...

All our cats are rescues. My husband adopted Neko from a litter of kittens who's mother had died. She's a bit cranky, and one of those "one person" cats. I'm lucky she likes me, too. She's the most talkative cat I've ever been around; she talks all the time-- like a 13 year old! Boo meandered up to my Dad's old place, a kitten with a broken tail, eating large grasshoppers. She was so cute that my family kept her, and I inherited her a few years later. Given that she was left on the side of the road as a kitten, and that she'd been hurts, I think she might have some brain damage, but she's a cute cat, anyway. Today, though I want to talk about Willy. He was originally adopted by an ex of a friend, of my husband's. She had him for a little while, and then decided that he wasn't cute any more. I think she's blind as fuck. Then my partner's friend, and old room-mate adopted him. Willy was a shy, skittish cat, with long blac...

Rather than the planned blog, I'm just going to share this photo and say that I am so sorry. I know words don't mean shit. I know I can't undo, fix, or make any of it better. I know I am lucky, and I am thankful for that, every day. I also know that I'm devastated and cry with the families in Newtown, Connecticut. If I could, I'd undo last Friday in an instant-- and I know I'm not alone. I wish we didn't have these conversations. I wish this sort of thing was a plot line of a horror movie, or a best-selling thriller novel. the fact that school massacres happen in the US is unconscionable. I know words fail. I wish they healed instead. I wish I had more words. I'm just so, so sorry Photo from the HRC you can see it at www.hrc.org

This past two weeks, or so, has been a whirlwind around my house. A good whirlwind, but definitely different than my normal "slowly sliding through life" kinda thing. Early in the morning Wednesday, October 10th, the doorbell rang. I hate doorbells, hate them with a passion! Why, you ask, they just tell you someone's at your door! Well, you know that thing babies do when you startle them? They jump and fling their arms out like they're falling. I have a really bad startle reflex when I'm surprised by things like doorbells. Haunted houses don't phase me, scary movies don't either... but for some reason loud, unexpected noises like doorbells startle the shit out of me! So, I jumped, and answered the door. It was a guy from the local baseball team for developmentally disabled people. Poor kid, his opening lines were, "You may have heard of me, I'm famous! I was in the paper!" I asked which one, and quickly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I ...

Nothing terribly difficult today. I'm going to share my recipe for grilling pizza, complete with photos. The idea came to us one day when my husband sent me a link to Simply Recipes , and we got to thinking, could we do that, it sounds really good!? So we made it, following the recipe as exactly as we could, being that I don't have a pizza stone, or peel (that's that funny flat board thing you see guys using at pizza joints.) So, if you want a pretty generic recipe, go there, and you won't be disappointed. We were quite please. However. There's always a however, isn't there? We thought it needed something... something else. So I started experimenting, and this is what I came up with. The recipe is close, but not the same, but I still wanted to give credit, where it was due, to the gent over at Simply Recipes for his great recipe and the ideas that germinated. The photographer for most of these was my lovely Husband, and most excellent sous chef! ...