Shrinking Woman

Striker thinks I’m trying to starve him, or that we’re food insecure, either way he’s less than happy regarding his food lately and it is of course all my fault. I am the one with thumbs who can open the food after all. He used to eat only dry food, that was his preference. Whenever I tried him with wet he’d eat a little bit if I was lucky then demand the dry food back. As he is very good at…

The cat and I were cuddling, nose to nose if you’d like a visual, and I ended up using a catnip toy as a cushion. It wasn’t planned, it just sorta happened. I stretched, it was there, I was barely conscious so didn’t think through the decision. You know how these things go. The result is Striker has decided my head is needing all of his attention and now I worry for the safety of my scalp, and…

I am not a person who believes in superstitions. I don’t rub a lucky coin or toss salt over my shoulder and if I see a black cat I’m more likely to try to pet it than stop it from crossing my path. If superstitions are your thing that’s fine, they just aren’t mine. Until yesterday. I saw a TikTok that said there is an old superstition (why are superstitions always old?) that you should not…

You know that meme that starts with “all my friends are getting married and having babies and I’m over here like…” then it’s either a picture of someone measuring the height of a dog, or a comment about having wine for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I even saw one about loving running – definitely not one I relate to. 😀 Basically, your friends are hitting those milestones society tells you to hit…

Mosquitos usually leave me alone, I joke that it’s because I don’t taste good but sometimes I wonder if there is something to that. I tend to run cold, even when outside on a hot summer’s day and I tend to wear layers throughout the year. I don’t know how mosquitos pick their targets but surely when deciding between me, the person who has a lower body temp and has almost no exposed skin and a…

Two weekends ago I bought some chicken when grocery shopping. Not the frozen kind that lasts forever if you keep it frozen, the raw squishy kind that you need to either cook or freeze before it becomes unsafe. I swear I meant to cook it within a day or so but see, I put it in the fridge and it immediately joined the list of things I forgot about because I could no longer see it. And because it…

Last December I lost the ability to smell and taste…bet you can guess how! 😉 Every now and then I get a faint whiff of a smell, a mere hint of something, that lasts for just the length of time it takes to inhale a regular breath. As soon as I realize I can maybe smell something I take a deeper breath, I try so hard to get a second chance to smell, but it never comes. Whatever smell breakthrough…

I worked from home today and the timing of that couldn’t have been better as Striker, the cat who owns me, was sick and if I hadn’t been here the blankets he got sick on last night wouldn’t have been washed as early as they were, and I would have come home to cat puke in multiple areas of my apartment. All focused on carpet and bedding of course. That is the cat way after all. But that didn’t…

It’s old but it’s still good.

Grief is an odd thing, we will all at some point experience it and yet, no two people will go through it the same way. Some crush it down refusing to acknowledge it is there. Others become so wrapped up in it they never function the same way again. Most I think muddle through, alternating between days where they can fake things well enough to appear to be ok and other days they drown under the…

The Ridiculousness of My Evening

Well, it’s been a minute since I’ve written anything. I stopped because I was living a covid life, by that I mean a boring not going anywhere life due to covid restrictions, not a “I’m sick with covid” life. Weird the things we need to clarify now… Anyways! Life was boring, I did nothing and went almost nowhere, so had no idea what to write about. Now here I am, almost at the end of September…

Sooo…can you cook a duvet if it is in the dryer too long? I would say “asking for a friend” but let’s be real, we all know I did it lol. I got home from a workout / hang out with a friend to find the cat got sick on my duvet. sigh. Usually the duvet has a cover on it, and another blanket on top of the cover to keep it protected from potential cat vomit (you live with a cat long enough you learn…

A couple weeks ago, maybe a month now (wow, time really has lost all meaning hasn’t it?), I got my ears pierced. Yes, I know, it is a thing most women have done when they are kids so it is simultaneously weird and strangely interesting to friends that I have done it now. I did get them pierced when I was a kid, I begged and pleaded and harassed my mother until she took me to get them pierced. It…

Ok, so, last week I wrote about the whole getting beer on the cat incident, for which the cat made me pay dearly. This week I can top that, much to the cat’s dismay. It all started when I decided to get tacos for dinner. There was quite a bit of sauce on the tacos, making them messy to eat. So I’m sitting at home eating my messy taco, sauce on my hands, when the cat starts making the noise he…

Picture this, I’m sitting on my comfy living room chair, my knees are bent and the cat is sleeping under my legs on the ottoman, you can’t see him though because there is a blanket draped over my legs creating a tent. On the table next to me is a can of beer, sitting for at least fifteen minutes to ensure it won’t go all foamy when I open it. I lean over, grab the beer, crack it open, and a beer…

Picture this, I’m sitting on my comfy living room chair, my knees are bent and the cat is sleeping under my legs on the ottoman, you can’t see him though because there is a blanket draped over my legs creating a tent. On the table next to me is a can of beer, sitting for at least fifteen minutes to ensure it won’t go all foamy when I open it. I lean over, grab the beer, crack it open, and a beer…

I feel I should warn you, this maaaaay turn into a rant… I like to hike; I tend to flip between what I think of as “real” hiking and “fake” hiking. Real hiking is a trail you can’t just stumble on, you need to take gear because you could encounter all manner of random wilderness situations (and by gear I mean like, water, a phone, spare socks, rain shells, stuff like that, not ya know, ropes…