This is my story of how I became an unintentional Crazy Cat Lady.
I like animals. If it’s furry, 4 legged and mammalian, it’s welcome in my house. Growing up I always had a cat and a dog. I had the coolest dog growing up. Inky. My Grandfather rescued him from Paoli Pike (a busy 4 lane street) and when he passed away Mom & Dad inherited him. Inky is a blog for another day.
My girlfriend and I have been having a conversation about blogging. I modified this song in her honor 100% selfishness and only blogging about herself.
You logged onto Facebook
Like you were logging into the Pentagon
Your fingers strategically on the keyboard
Your laptop was very red
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself type
And all the girls dreamed that they’d be your friend
They’d be your friend, and
You’re so vain
You probably think this blog is about you
You’re so vain
I’ll bet you think this blog is about you
Don’t you? Don’t you?
For those few of you who actually read my blog post I just wanted to explain why I post so many TV quotes. When I go back and read them they make me happy. And that basically it. Thanks for reading and I hope the quotes make you smile too.
I won’t normally comment on politics. It’s just way too easy to offend just about everyone with a simple statement like “In my opinion, the President was wearing an ugly tie today.” Even though it’s my opinion, it just starts a flame war. I just agree that I disagree with people and leave it at that. I have my opinions on our government and I vote. I work for a local government and I am an elected official.
Or an alternative title could be … “It’s been 2 hours, what are we going to eat.”
Every September the Wetland’s Institute has a Wing’s & Water Festival. It’s basically a show case of what the WI does during the year, crafts and food. Food and more food.
Since my work year is busy from January to the middle of July, this is my vacation. I come and spend a couple of days with Mom & Dad and eat. 4 days is usually my limit anymore.
For the record, wet cats suck. They seem to have an uncontrollable need to dry themselves upon you. Or me that is. Right now it’s raining about 1″ per hour and our stupid four legged friends seem oblivious to this fact. Right now I need to change my t-shirt because I’ve had 3 cats dry themselves on me. The only good news about this is, when wet they don’t smell nearly as bad as dogs. So, if you will excuse me, I’m going to go change into dry clothes.
Hi. My name is Tacie and I’m a klutz.
The town I work in recently redid all the sidewalks and curbs with very nice brick sidewalks and granite curbs. The upgrades look very nice and very historic. However, when the curbs get wet they get slicker then snot covered ice. We’ve had a dry spell lately so the grease and grime and oil have had a chance to build up the curbs.
20ish years ago (1990 to be approximate)… OMG! I just did the math HOLY CRAP … it WAS over 20 years ago. I’m getting old. But I digress… 20ish years ago, I worked as a job and I used Microsoft Word for DOS. It was a little firm that sold Platinum Accounting Software by IBM (a little unknown foreshadowing?) and it’s where I got my first taste of Microsoft. I was there for a short period of time and I was laid off. Shortly afterwards, I was hired by a small computer firm as the Office Manager and got my hands dirty with Microsoft Windows 3.0. And I knew it inside and out. I still remember the heady days when we upgraded to a 286 and Windows 3.1.
Don’t look for a “Welcome ‘Behind the Curtain’ Part 1” This is a continuation of my girlfriend’s Welcome “Behind the Curtain” from her blog Jersey Girl Gets Real. You should read it. It’s about Rosh Hashanah services. This is about services at my church. Just an average Sunday at Greater Works Ministries.
Growing up going to church meant it was Easter or Christmas. Mom was a Methodist and Dad was Catholic. Grandma Himelright would have loved for me to go to Saint Agnes every Sunday, but neither Mom or Dad were that focused. Dad worked 6 days a week and Sunday was his day off. But when we did go it was very simple, in and out all in about an hour.
I seem to be copying all of my girlfriend’s ideas for blogging. Insert shameless reference to her blog here – Jersey Girl Gets Real
I just read her blog on Thanksgiving and Dylan McDermott would definitely have been welcomed at our Thanksgiving dinners and no, I’ve seen the movie, but it is now on my list. Don’t know what I’m talking about… go here Thanksgiving.
And we’re walking…