auntiemeesh: (misbehave -- writ_in_water)
I went shopping yesterday. Spent loads of money but caught lots of good after-Christmas sales and really replenished my wardrobe. Six shirts, tights and socks, two sweater dresses and a pair of boots. And then I pretty much crashed for the rest of the day.

Today we got out early to see Sherlock Holmes, which I enjoyed. And I only coughed a few times during the movie. I do believe I'm on the mend.

Next up was a trip to the vet's office. A couple different times this fall I thought I might have felt a little bump in Zoe's lower belly, but never for sure. Yesterday I felt it for sure, so a vet visit was called for. The vet says to keep an eye on it - if it's still there in two months or grows at all, take her back straightaway. Otherwise, she's probably fine. Zoe's a ridiculous girl and hid in the upper cabinet half the time we were there (but at least she didn't attempt to escape through the ceiling tiles). While there, I made an appointment for Mal so he can get his shots. The girl at the counter immediately asked if it was Mal like from Firefly. *grin*

I still haven't got around to watching Doctor Who. It will happen eventually, just not sure when.
auntiemeesh: (holiday star)
It's a Saturday and I actually got a few things done. I bought Christmas gifts and mailed them off. First time I've used the flat rate boxes at the Post Office and it was much easier than I thought. No standing in line to ship things off, just stick 'em in a box, use the self-serve machine to get postage, and drop 'em in the drop-off bin. Sweet! Now I just hope they all arrive at their intended destinations.

On the way home I stopped at Evil Overlords' Emporium for a Peppermint Mocha to drink on the walk home. That increased my Christmas cheer three-fold, I think. That, and the gently falling snow.

Once home I finished cleaning the living room, vacuumed, and pulled out my holiday decorations. Sadly, I confirmed that the vast majority of what I have only works on a tree, which I don't have this year. But I've got stockings hung from the mantle, a few bits and pieces here and there throughout the room, and a plan in place for creating a few more festive touches. I have to be careful what I put out, because Zoe is a curious little girl and will attempt to play with any and all of it (except for the things she just tries to eat).

And now, there's a hockey game tonight - the Pens are slumping big-time so the chances of the game going well are slim to none, but I'll listen anyway - and then I have The Bells of St. Mary lined up for a late evening movie-viewing. I might even work on getting cards done in the middle of all that.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
I got a lot of housework done yesterday and today I spent the entire day working on the mock-up of the ganger coveralls. I am a slow worker, but I have most of the top done. All it lacks is sleeves, some sort of interface or lining for the collar, and the bits that go across the shoulders at the corners. And a zipper, which the mock-up will never get. I want to get the top done this week so I can start on the bottom next weekend.

I had some dvds playing to keep me company while I worked.

Trial of a Time Lord )

Burn Notice: Season Four )

Oh, and it was a banner weekend for Zoe. After being so cute yesterday morning with her toy, she has since chewed through the wires on my headphones, tried to eat my pins and sewing needles, and chewed through the usb cable for my camera (thank goodness my newly repaired laptop has a card reader). And now she is curled up on the sofa, sleeping the sleep of the innocent and adorable. Mal contented himself with pouncing on the sewing patterns and is also sleeping the sleep of the innocent and adorable.

And because I can't see my cats being adorable without taking their pictures, here are the pictures.

auntiemeesh: (mal and zoe)
Zoe is utterly and ridiculously in love with her little remnant of bias tape. She drags it around all day long and begs me to play with her constantly. I often wake up in the morning to find it on my bed, waiting for me. It's just too bad that from a human perspective it's such a boring toy. I can only maintain interest in waving two feet of bias tape through the air for a very short period of time before I start wishing she'd entertain herself with it. But it's the first time in two years that she's found a toy she truly loves and can't destroy, so I'm pretty happy about it anyway.

Mal's favorite toy these days is a ball of aluminum foil. Which he destroys within a few days. But I also wake up to find that sitting on my pillow some mornings, lol. It makes me wonder how they manage to entertain themselves when I'm not home.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
After taking a few days off from eating, Mal was pretty desperate for food this morning, so I got up a little early to feed the kids. Afterwards, I went back to bed and let myself have a slow, snoozy morning. All three cats joined me at one point, which I only realized when Maggie got up and left. But I just happened to have a camera on hand, so I got some photographic evidence of Mal and Zoe being adorable. Note: the angles are a bit awkward, as I was still in bed trying not to disrupt them before I got the pics.

Cats looking cute behind the cut )
auntiemeesh: (dream-wtf)
So many dreams last night.

Dream 1) Babysitting at some random person's house. Very cool house, playing in all sorts of weird attic and basement spaces, having a party. But then I had a headache and the mom of the house directed me to a big bag of pill containers, saying there was Tylenol in there somewhere. After rooting through the bag for a while, all I could find was little plastic vials of unlabeled liquids. Yikes!

Woke up from that dream very crampy and in need of advil. Luckily, it was much easier to find than the drugs in the dream. I was awake for a long time after that, though, waiting for the advil to eventually kick in.

Dream 2) I had to take Tookie to the vet (in dreams, I usually still have Tookie, not Mal or Zoe) and I was driving this old VW Beetle. No trouble getting there or parking, but coming back out afterwards with Tooks - not in a cage for some reason, just loose in my arms and squirming like crazy - I realized I had parked at the far edge of the parking lot. When I got to the car, it was unlocked and someone was messing about at it. They weren't trying to steal it or anything, they just wanted to see something. So I got Tooks into the back seat and got ready to go. For some reason I was driving from the right seat even though there were also controls and a steering wheel on the left. And as is typical of my driving dreams, I was only just barely in control of the car. I was never really able to make the car stop completely, even when I had the breaks jammed flat to the floor (this is standard Meesh car dream stuff), I was narrowly avoiding collisions with people and other cars and then driving a little too fast and recklessly once I got on the road. My view of the road was more than a little bit obstructed, as well, by big lumpy things on this side of the dashboard. And then I came to the crest of a hill, with yellow caution lights warning everyone to slow down. As I went over the crest, I saw two things. One, it was a very long way down to the bottom of the hill. Two, despite other cars managing somehow to drive on the road, it's angle of decline was well over 90 vertical degrees and there was no way to stop myself at this point from simply tumbling off into the void. And as that tumble started, I gratefully awoke.

Dream 3) This one was equally vivid when I woke up but has become a little less distinct since then. But it was, in some ways, sort of like a Harry Potter world, although not at all like HP. There were two groups of people living side-by-side, but only one group knew of the other. That group may have had magic or something, although it certainly wasn't wand-waving, spell-chanting. I was more or less a non-magic person who'd been welcomed to the magic side by one particular family. And we had a variety of adventures, none of which actually involved anything even remotely like magic. But there was skiing, and a helicopter, and a group of the magic people who were vastly offended and felt threatened by my presence. It was fun, but I'm having a hard time describing it properly.

I got very little sleep after waking up for advil at four, just enough to cram those dreams into. And oh lucky me, today is picture day. Somehow, I almost always end up looking pretty rough on picture day. Maybe I'll just pull myself out of the group picture this year.

Did I mention that the cats have all been taking turns with a sneeze-o-rific cold the past few weeks? Zoe and Mal both had a few days of sneezes. Zoe gets sneezy all the time and it barely bothered her. Mal almost never sneezes and it freaked him out, poor boy. And now Maggie the loaner cat has it. And boy, she's not messing around. She's got the biggest sneezes you could imagine coming out of a little cat body, and then she huffs and snorts for a while, and rubs at her nose like she just inhaled pepper. She's not at all happy with this. Today is day three for her, and that's about how long it lasted for the others so I'm hoping she starts feeling better soon.

Hockey tonight. Go Pens!
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Apparently we're having a thunderstorm. I thought I heard a rumble a little while ago, but aside from the fact that it's February, I was also watching a tv show in which there was a thunderstorm. The brilliant flash of lightning a few minutes ago, however, very definitely came from the window, not the computer screen. February weather, gotta love it. A week ago, Mother Nature dumped seven inches of snow in my front yard. Tonight, it's 50F out and thundering. Zoe doesn't appreciate this nonsense either, judging by the way she lit out of the window at the first dim rumblings.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
I was taking pictures of Zoe this morning and Mal, perhaps feeling left out, decided to strike a pose.

That's my Riverside Chaucer he's sitting on there, clearly contemplating his next literary move. Not only handsome but smart is my kitty.

But wait! There's more! )
auntiemeesh: (Default)
The battle rages on between cat and tree. For the most part, the tree seems to be winning. I had some pieces of Victorian tinsel that had to come off the tree because Zoe couldn't resist. It isn't dangerous for her (not that kind of tinsel) but she was in real danger of destroying it all.

Her favorite thing to do, however, is sit in the window (behind the blinds), stick a paw through the blind and bat at the tree. I've tried to get a picture of it but at the first hint of a camera coming out to play, she's gone. Just now, she came dashing through the living room, fought briefly with a low-hanging branch, yowled just a little, and took off like all the demons of hell were chasing her. I really do love that girl.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Up to this point in our relationship, Zoe has spent, literally, one minute curled up on my lap. This is not to say that she isn't a sweet, affectionate girl, she just has other ways to show it. But this evening, possibly because it's miserably effing cold in here, she just pushed and shoved her way right into my lap, curled up and went to sleep. She'd still be there now but my leg started cramping and I needed to get up and move. Cats make great little mobile heating units.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Such a sucker for my kitties am I. After thirteen months of Mal and Zoe keeping a careful distance, I turned on my little desk lamp in my very dark living room and spied this:

They were so very casual about it, too, like they sleep back to back all the time and couldn't understand what all the fuss was when I went running for the camera. *hearts adorable cats*

New Cat

Aug. 15th, 2010 11:51 am
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Well, that went about as poorly as I should have expected. New Cat arrived without a carry case, so I had to carry her through the house into the bathroom in my arms. Hoo boy! I have never seen Mal so utterly pissed off and furious. He was ready to fight and since he couldn't get into the bathroom to fight her, he was perfectly willing to have a go with me. Luckily, it didn't come to that, but he is not even a little bit pleased with me or the situation right now.

I'm not entirely sure what Zoe's reaction was to the whole thing, since she's sort of just been keeping her head down. She came into the kitchen to sniff at the litter box and eat a little food, but otherwise I haven't really seen her.

New Cat is safely tucked away in the bathroom. She'd really like to come out and explore but that won't be happening for a good long while. I'm not letting her show her face until Mal and Zoe are both feeling much, much more comfortable about the situation.

New Cat is a very pretty girl and I'm told she's very sweet and gentle, so hopefully she'll make a happy addition to the household once we all get over this OMG!Invasion anxiety.
auntiemeesh: (sewing woman)
Sewing weekend with [ profile] eve11 went really well! No internet for the whole weekend while I sewed. Thirteen or fourteen hours of dedicated work got me through the bodice and sleeves, which are all finished and attached. My fingers are, once again, sore. Even with the thimble, I still managed to make myself bleed several times (only once on the fabric, and then only a tiny bit, on the lining, phew!)

Eve's kitties are a little older than mine and much more relaxed around sewing projects. They both wanted to snooze on the fabrics and instructions, but neither of them really wanted to play with the fabric and instructions. I got home, spread things out, and Mal immediately started attacking the fabric. And then Zoe wanted to play hide and seek under the bunched up skirt pieces I was working on.

It was a high calorie weekend. I really need to stop at the store on the way home from work tomorrow and buy salad stuffs, because I ate a ton of deliciously fatty foods this week, ending with take out gnocchi (almost drowning in olive oil, yum) and part of a chocolate brownie. So delicious, but so not part of my diet. My dress will fit if I stay the same weight, or continue to lose. If I regain any weight, it's not going to work so well. So, tomorrow I'm back to salads and very light meals.

And now, I'm exhausted. I can barely keep my eyes open and see no reason to try. I'm off to beddy-bye now, in the hopes of actually sleeping for a change.
auntiemeesh: (Default)
It's thundering and Zoe isn't hiding under the sofa. This is a first! She was hiding under the sofa until I got home, but she came out to greet me and is now sitting in Mildly Anxious Cat pose not too far away. I'll take Mildly Anxious Cat pose over Terrified Under the Sofa pose any day of the week.
auntiemeesh: (sewing woman)
After six and a half or seven hours of work, I have the outer gown pieces cut out of the fabric. This does not include the underskirt, lining or interface, but it's something. Being the procrastinator that I am, I didn't get started until well after 2 pm, despite getting up at 7 am because I wanted to get an early start.

I had eight yards of 54" fabric for the outer gown. There is nowhere in my apartment that is even remotely capable of holding that much fabric spread out. Even doubled up to cut two layers, I had little bits of it spread out at a time, with the rest bunched up at one end. And there was just enough room at the sides and other end for me to creep around the edges and balance on my toes while pinning and cutting. I expect my thighs to be a little sore tomorrow.

I had to make my own sleeve pattern, combining the sleeve of the shift with the shoulder of the gown, since the gown pattern came with some sort of ridiculously overdone oversleeve/undersleeve frippery that was way too fancy for what I wanted. And since I did the bodice side in 14 and the bodice front and back in 10, it's going to take some more adjusting before it actually fits the shoulder strap of the bodice (depending on how much too big it is, I might just do a little gather at the top and make the shoulder slightly puffed), but it will look a lot better than the alternative.

I think Mal doesn't actually like it when I start working on these sorts of projects. He and Zoe spent a good part of the afternoon trading off the bathroom and the carrier box, and when he was finally freed (after I'd cut everything out, but before I'd transfered markings and put all the pins away) he settled down on the skirt (right on top of the pins) and growled everytime I came anywhere close to touching it. Poor guy, back to the bathroom with him, until I had everything finished and put away. It's going to be a long month for him and me both if he can't accept this activity. Zoe took her turn being a nuisance, too, but with her it's more 'oh, hey, fun, what are we doing now?' as she settles herself on the pattern/fabric/pins/etc. And then she cries so plaintively when she's locked up. Much harder to ignore than Mal's pissy growls.

This is definitely my least favorite part of doing a sewing project. I start liking things again once all the fabric is cut out and I can start putting it all together. Then it gets fun!
auntiemeesh: (tookie)
[ profile] shirebound suggested a Snoozepet weekend and I have snoozy pets galore. First comes Mal, slumped in exhausted abandon, probably after a good destructo day.

Then Zoe, on her first weekend with me, making herself at home on the sofa that is still her favorite place to sleep.

Next, because I was back in the vaults anyway, a picture of my dear Tookie. This was nine months before she died, and already looking so gaunt, poor baby. I have a better Sleeping Tookie picture somewhere, but it's hard copy, not digital.

And finally, Mal's general attitude towards me sneaking up on him with a camera when he's trying to nap. I got this one just a couple weeks ago, when he and Zoe were both sleeping on the sofa, in synchronized lounging positions. Unfortunately, I didn't have my camera to hand, only my phone and the pics came out blurry. By the time I'd found the camera, they'd shifted and Mal was not pleased.


Jun. 21st, 2010 10:47 pm
auntiemeesh: (taking over the world)
Oh, the things you see while waiting for a bus.

Last month, I got up way early too catch a bus downtown to take the train to Harrisburg for [ profile] poppy_queen's baby shower. While waiting for the bus at 6am, I noticed an advertisement for one of the local newspapers. The smaller of the two local newspapers, with a strong focus on Pittsburgh sports and news, very little national or international coverage, as far as I can tell without actually ever reading it. This advert was proudly proclaiming that its circulation was up, while the bigger newspaper's circulation was down. Accompanying this claim was a stack of newspapers, as seen below.

It's not a great picture, I took it with my phone at 6am, but you can probably see clearly enough that the newspapers shown are in, what, German? So the newspaper publisher is either proudly proclaiming that it's German readership is up, or really proud of it's sales in Germany. *shrugs*

Then, this past weekend, I happened to be waiting for a bus in Oakland. There was some work going on down in the sewer lines under the street, and so there was a truck and some guys hanging out on the street.

Here, take a closer look:

Yep, it's a rubber hand, covered in (one would assume) fake blood, hanging from a utility belt on the side of the truck. I love my city. I really do

And since I'm already posting photos, I think I'll throw up a few more that I've taken recently. )
auntiemeesh: (Default)
I've accomplished just about everything on my to do list except the piecing and sewing bits (and the grocery shopping but there's only so much one can do), which was the main goal for the weekend. And now I feel very done and want to just sit and stare at the tv for the rest of the day.

On the up side, I did get up bright and early and go for a run this morning. It was a gorgeous morning, with lots of sun shafts filtering through the trees and getting all diffused by early morning mists and fogs. So pretty! Frick Park has a couple options for run lengths and I chose the short loop. Combined with the distance to and from my apartment, it's a little over a mile and a half altogether. And I managed to do the whole thing in just under fifteen minutes, which seems impossible. I'm pretty sure I've done some math wrong somewhere to come up with that distance/speed ratio, but for now I'll take it.

I've also successfully cleaned most of the kitchen and bathroom, and got my laundry done. And just now I cleaned up the inevitable puke from Zoe's latest adventure in eating undigestable things (my camera string).
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Oh, Zoe! She ate the wrist strap off my camera while I was out babysitting. I'm normally very careful about keeping things like that put away out of her reach but I was distracted and didn't even think about it when I left the house. That will be a fun pile of puke to find a few days from now. *sigh*
auntiemeesh: (Default)
Luckily, I'm not in school anymore and don't have any homework lying around, because if I did, Zoe would certainly eat it. The girl's gone paper crazy! She uses those sharp little teeth of hers to rip up everything in sight. When I get dvds from Netflix, I have to hide the envelopes if I want them to be in one piece when I'm ready to send them back. Good thing she's so adorable, or I'd have to send her back.

Mal had me worried yesterday evening. He puked up a hairball but didn't feel any better afterwards, wouldn't eat, etc. Finally puked up a little more, and had a small piece of salad dressing packaging in it (the individual serving packet that you get with pre-packaged salads). Poor guy, he loves to lick and chew the package after I've used the dressing but he's never swallowed any of the plastic before. I'll have to be more careful with the packaging from now on.

I can't believe it's June already. Summer is here, ready or not. I always find myself wishing for just a little more of that lovely spring weather, and looking ahead to fall. It seems unfair to hate summer so much, when it was the highlight of the year for my entire childhood. No school! Let's go outside and play, play, play! Spend all afternoon at the local swimming pool, riding bikes, climbing hills. I don't remember ever minding the humidity or the heat as a kid. Now I go outside and wilt. All the strength and energy drains out of my body and all I want to do is turn around and go back inside. Or at the very least sit down somewhere and be a very passive observer of the world around me. Unfortunately, when one spends one's day supervising highly active and disaster prone one-year-olds (good grief, we've got such babies this summer) passive is not a word in one's vocabulary. Yeah, provider of happy memories or not, I hate summer. September can roll around any time it likes.


auntiemeesh: (Default)

January 2017

12 34567


RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 25th, 2017 06:33 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios