Why I hate people

Okay my best friend and I have a lot in common. Most of all, we both hate people because 95% of them are stupid. For example, I work in a major retail store. We open our doors at 9am. You can tell we are open because when you walk up to the doors and push on them, they open. Someone walked into my store, walked up to me and said "Hi are you open?" I replied to him "Well we dont usually leave the doors unlocked when we are closed sir" His companions roared in laughter at him. This ASSHOLE shown here in the red Ford is yet another reason why I hate people. This ASSHOLE drove down the shoulder of the highway illegally, then cut into traffic. Normally, I would have moved my car into position so he would not be able to pass. It would accomplish two things, #1 it would piss him off that would make me jolly. #2 it would prevent him from completing his illegal manouver and force his stupid ass to sit in traffic like the rest of us have to. I didnt perform my usual manouver beacuse the ASSHOLE was speeding down the shoulder!! If I had moved, he would have smashed my pretty car to bits, and I wasnt really in the mood to be broken and cut. Here is the funny Karma part. I was able to snap this shot with my cell phone because Mario Andretti here was able to get to the signal 4th! I was right behind him :) So, all of his rushing and illegal manouvers, got him nowhere faster. He also got stuck behing a Semi Truck, AND hit every red light though town, just behind me :) I giggled and honked at him as I passed! My other HUGE pet peve on the road, tailgaters! Just a friendly note to all you tailgaters out there. IF you happen upon my pretty car, and decide that you like it sooooo much that you have tocrawl up my ass, I WILL slam on my breaks and force you to slam into me. I will then very rapidly grab my neck and haul your ass into court for as much as the state and federal govn't will allow me to! Tailgating will get you nothing but a ticket from an observent and bored cop and a really pissed off driver in front of you. Remember that in all rear ender accidents, it is ALWAYS the back cars fault. Okay, Im done bitching now I feel soooo much better :o) 

Looking for something?

Yes indeed I am. I was soooo angry at work this morning, I was actually yelling at my boss! I had to stop myself and use EXTREME RESTRAINT not to just walk out. I love what I do, Im just sooo tired of the bullshit that I have to put up with at work. The so called executives putting all the work on me and 2 other people, then asking us why our work isnt geting done. BECAUSE WE ARE DOING ALL YOUR WORK JACKASS! I am now officially on the hunt for a new job. Hopefully I can find one soon. I dont know how much longer I can take it! Isnt my baby cute! 

How to eat witha cone on your head

SO here are a couple more pics of Rajah. It didnt take him long to figure out how to eat with a cone on his head. The first pic was taken just after he finished trying to back out of his cone. He approached his bowl and the first attempt, he shoved it a few inches with his cone while trying to get a nibble. Second attempt, success! The Second picture I took of Rajah yesterday. My niece was blow drying her hair. We have dubbed the hair dryer "The Monster". Rajah absolutly HATES it.........BUT..........he cant not look at it. If you closed the door, the opens it. If you point the hair dryer at him, he will freak out in all directions! As soon as you turn the dryer back to yourself, he is here staring The Monster down! He is a crack up! 

My baby's booboo

So, I was reading The Mad Hatters blog (HEEEEEEEY!!! Look at me Susiebadoozie I figured it out!) and she was talking about her kitty getting an operation. I know first hand what it is like to worry yourself sick when your baby is in surgery. In 2002, when Rajah was just 1 year old, he ran away and was gone for 2 weeks!! Since he is my first kitty EVER, I was beside myself with worry. Finally one day he showed up on our porch. He was really banged up. His beautiful fluffy tail (see up there in pic #1) was draging on the ground, he looked like someone or something had thrown him off a 10 story building! Since it was late at night, we decided take him to the vet first thing in the morning. He was walking, but he was obviously in lots of pain. After a quick exam the vet determined that he had been clipped by a car/truck. From his injuries, it looked like he had been running across the road and the car/truck hit him around the hip/back legs area. His tail was broken where it attaches to the spine, there was nerve damage, and his hips were dislodged. We started with the most immediate injury his tail. We had to amputate his beautiful trade mark tail. He is a Maine Coone, and their trademark is their racoon-like tail. The vet was not sure about the nerve damage, or his hips. He said to take him home and wait about a week and watch him closely. He said sometimes mother nature takes over and the body compensates for injuries and repaires itself. If he goes pee and poo normally without straining, and if he walks, jumps, and you can tickle his back feet, he will be fine. If not, then the only place that could fix him would be a university hospital and it was not going to be cheap. We were looking at possibly thousands of dollars in bills. So we took my poor shaved, tail-less kitty (seen in pic #2) home. Pic #2 shows how much he loved his protective cone. He tried to back out of it for about 45 minutes. I had to take the top off of his litter box, cause he couldnt fit into it with his cone on. (poor baby!) So I took it off and set it aside and later on that day, he decided to dag some of my shirts into it and make it his sick bed. (see pic #3) As soon as he was better, he wouldnt sleep in it anymore. The results of his ordeal........well he goes outside still but never goes any farther than the back yard and front yard. When he hears a truck, he goes RUNNING, so we figured it was a truck that hit him. He never did that before he lost his tail. He also absolutly will NOT let anyone touch his hips, if you start to run your hand along his back and get too close, he will turn to bite you. He runs, jumps, rolls, climbs just like any normal cat. No problem peeing or pooing. So no big vet bill. Just $500 to amputate his tail. Think about that. $500 to remove an apendage of sorts from a cat. I paid out of pocket nearly $700 for 1 stinkin tooth and the insurance was billed for $1200! I get a metal tooth for $1900, and my cat has his entire tail removed for $500. Hmmmmmmm. Rajah has been examined since then and given a clean bill of health. So you see Maddy muh sweets, dont worry as Karin would say "Your Fur Baby" will be just fine :)

 

Things that make you go awwweeeee!

So Im out of my funk now. I would like to thank everyone who cyber huged me! Its a good feeling to know that people care about you. Every so often we (especially me) need to hear it or see it. So go ahead and give yourself a HUGE MONDO HUG from me!

I was flipin through Picasa2 to see what pics it found on this computers hard drive. See this computer Im using, I took from my sis. My folks bought it for my nieces when they got their own place last year. They needed a computer for school work. Last New Years they were flooded out. We are talking over 4 feet of water in the garage alone! Luckily the computer survived. However, since then, it has been sitting unused. So I went and took it back. Cleaned it up and now its in my room. I just have to get a new computer chair. Right now Im using a kitchen chair and all I have to say is OUCH! Here you see some pics of my nieces when they were nice to each other. They are teens now so they arent really fond of each other right now. I know they will grow out of it (crosses her fingers). Its fun to look at these pics and remember the cutsie times. The first one is of them in some of their Grandfathers Firefighter equipment. My sister is actually under the jacket of my niece on the right holding her up, cause she kept tipping over! It was SOOOOO FUNNY. Even R was doing her cute little giggle! The second pic R is on the left and around a year (I think) and K on the left (the one with 2 tatoos now) is like 2-3. You'd never catch K in a pink flower dress now! Look what a good big sis, holdingher little sister up! The last pic is my favorite pic EVER of them. This was taken at their Preschool Little Friends, which is no longer in business. R was 2 (on the right) K was 4 (on the left). K's teachers used to call her Precious Moments cause they said she looked like the Precious Moments dolls. R, they called her saucer eyes cause her eyes were HUGE. Its like her head had to catch up to the size of her eyes. R actually had her first little boyfriend there. His name was Caleb. For Valentines day he gave her a diamond sucker ring and a Polly Pocket Wedding play set. It was soooo cute!
 

Im in a funk!

Okay, your going to have to bare with me. Im in a funk. I have been for the last few days. I dont why I ge this way, but I do. K knows and thankfully she bares with me and waits for me on the other side. Lord knows she doesnt have to but I guess that is what true friends do, they wait for you to finish your funk, and sometimes, if necessary, they trudge through it with you.

I dont know what it is but the last few days I seem to have been bombarded by "loving couples". Let me tell you, as someone who is flying solo, its really fkn annoying to see "loving couples" around every turn. Especailly if they are people who you see and think to your solo self "self, im totally hotter than her, why am I alone STILL???" Then you answer yourself and go "oh yeah...thats why" So, how do you embrase your flaws that you hate, yet still make yourself attractive to others? I have not figured this out yet. Either I dont want to figure it out cause when Im ready to drop my guard, I get stepped on, or I honestly dont know how. I have a job that I love, with a paycheck that I hate. WHy cant life ver just give you 2 things that are great at the same time? Is that REALLY too much to ask. Even people at work are asking me whats wrong cause Im snapping at everyone, eventhe ones who have the power to fire me. I suppose I should worry about that part, but I dont. The difference between a lot of you in blogger-ville and me is a good 90% of you that Im aware of, have someone there with you to hold your hand, hold your head, hug you and tell you they love you, they are there for yu inthe morning when you wake up. I dont have that. Sure I have the bestest friend in the entire world, K but shes 400 miles away. Yes its just a phone call away, and I do utilize that A LOT LOT LOT. I dont get to run to her face to face with the things that bug me. I dont get have her pat me on the back, give me ahug or make a funny face at me to make me stop crying or just to make me laugh. Sometimes I just feel totally isolated. I will unfunk soon, I always do, but I just needed to get this off my chest. Its large enough already.

Frustration!!!!!!!

I went to work today to half the staff I was supposed to have. I was writing a note to the opening executive and I misspelled a word. Holy shit Susan spelled something wrong?! Everyone in that building is calling on me for one thing or another. It frustrated the crap out of me because I cant actually get my job done. When I make a mistake, everyone acts like the world just shifted on its access. They expect perfection out of me and when I fall short as humans tend to do, I get this look of shock! I wish I could just disconnect from everything and go live in a cave somewhere. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Wook at da widdle kit-ttty!

Okay after I posted earlier this evening I went out into my living room and my cute as can be kitty Rajah decided to use a c=grocery bag as a bed. First he crawled in and wiggled all around to find that perfect spot. As soon as he found it, he went to sleep. These are shots of him finding that perfect snooooze spot. Isnt he cute??? 

Tatoos

So my niece K is 18. This is a picture of her first tatoo that she got on July 4 of this year. Surprised? Yes I was. Shocked..........not in the least. She is doing some rebelling which is to be expected at 18. She is not doing anything that will ruin her life. Shes not pregnant, shes not doing drugs, shes enrolled at the local JC taking classes towards her Sports Medicine degree that she wants. She also has 2 jobs and is volunteering at a Middle School as a dance instructor. I have to give her props. She has gotten 2 tatoos, and I cant even work up the courage to get one that I have talked about getting since my early twenties. The second tatoo, a Celtic Cross, she got today. Its a nod towards her faith and heritage. Is she perfect? Oh HEEEEEEEELLLLL NO! She has definately pissed me off a time or 6! BUT......she is slowly growing up into an adult which is the best I can ask for.