Life and a Paper Ball

So, when we found out we were getting Allie, our kitten, I went out and bought the bare necessities. I also had to throw in a few odds and ends (kitty toys, of course). I bought a toy mouse, another one with catnip (catnip is suppose to calm a cat down, get them high if you will). But our cat had to be different, if makes her hyper instead. I bought her some tennis balls, I don't think she care so much for them. The other night we gave her a paper bag to play with, a funny sight to see. But last night killed me. After going out and getting some toys for her to play with, she likes the crumpled up paper ball the best. I mean, she played for the longest time with that paper ball. And it was so funny. She became a soccer play very fast, and when she would finally catch it she would walk with it in her mouth. She looked just like a dog that is retrieving a ball for its owner. This morning she got another workout with her new best friend, yep the paper ball!
Remember when you were little and all you needed was your imagination to occupy hours of your time! Those were the good old days! Yes, I did grow up in the age of atari, nintendo, game boy, sega...I grew up when technology was just starting to roll! Now a day kids have the computer xbox 360 or something like that. I wonder if they can still use their imagination? I know my neice would rather sit and watch tv all day long than go outside. I was totally the total opposite, of course they didn't have all the station that we have today. We had three of four stations, until we got cable!
How about when you spend all kinds of money on a gift, and all they are interested in is the box it came in. I think I'll learn my lesson now and by my kids cardboard boxes instead of the toy that they won't play with until like five years later, I'll just buy it at that time. I'm just joking, it could be an interesting theory, though.
All I'm saying is that I remember all the times I spent making up stuff, playing with others, inventing new storylines to play/act out. I don't necessarily remember all the toys my parents got me. So I end with this, "Life is about a Paper Ball, the rest is just details." Cliche, I know, but it's true.

A Peter Pan Story...I guess

Okay, I think the next few blogs are gonna be about our cat. We finally came up with a name last night. We brainstormed, we thought of: gigi, roxy, jasmine, sassy, sissy, kat, kitty. We couldn't agree on any of these. While we were eating supper, I was thinking about my favorite movie, The Notebook. The female characters name is Allie. We like, so there you are. Our kittens name is Allie. She seems to be responding to it.
This morning was so funny. She saw her shadow, and attempted to attack it. haha. Numerous times, but unfortunately kept getting my pillow.
We gave her a paper bag to play with, she loves it, and its funny watching her play with it. She's very photogenic. I've got plenty of snapshots of her in action. But yesterday she took a lot of cat naps. I'm painting our wall in the dining room and I guess it makes her sleepy. I'm painting more today, so while the paint is drying, I'm busy playing with her. Well, thanks for dropping in. I hope Allie does more crazy stuff so I can write about it.

Check out our cat

Well, thanks for everyone's help. The search is over. We found our kitten. She's beautiful, isn't she? We went pick her up last night around 8pm in Mire. She meowed all the way home, but before the trip was over, we were playing. She scoped out her new home, and is adjusting very well. She must have been hungry because the food I gave her last night was all gone this morning. We found out a few things about her. For one, she doesn't like being alone! She slept with us all night long. She would get up and soon returned. She is a morning cat, though. This morning after I snooze, she refused to let us go back to sleep. She kept crawling on my face and neck, etc. It was crazy, so we gave her some attention, then got up. I had bought her a couple of toys yesterday, and this morning she was playing with them. Whenever we would leave a room, we soon found her following us. She's ten weeks old. She's so cute. We were told that she was black and white, but when we got there, she was grey with black stripes, and pieces of white. She's a good kitten.

Here Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty!!

Well, we're looking for a pet. So if anybody knows someone giving away a kitten, please contact us. We'd greatly appreciate it! Not to sound picky, but we'd prefer to have a grey kitten, it could have white on it, or a black cat with white spots, or visa versa. It will be an indoor cat. I hope we find something soon, we really want a little kitten running around here.

Okay, I keep this to myself. Last night at church Pastor Jay mention Woodstock. This older lady sitting next to us was clueless about this even in history. We had to explain what Woodstock was. She kept gasping in shock. It was funny. I really hope she had been living in a Christian bubble all these years, because I find it odd that someone doesn't know, nor heard anything about Woodstock.

When I discussed this with David, he replied that he wasn't really shocked that someone not knowing about Woodstock. When there are people that have no idea who the current President and Vice-President are. And sad to say, but that is true.

Enter in...

Okay, I hope I did this right. Last night we had some persuading to start our own blog. So here we are.
It's 6am on Saturday. Why am I up. Well I guess once your married a few things change about you. David has drill this weekend, so we got up at 5am. He left about 30 minutes ago, and when I tried to go lay down, I realized how lonely my bed was. Funny, I slept by myself for 23 years and being married for only 7 months has made an impacted, I couldn't sleep. Crazy thing about all this, I normally go back to bed when he leaves for work every morning, but with the sun not appearing this early in the morning, it's dark, so here I am. Did that last sentence make any sense?? I hope so.
When I was little I heard a story about a man that died because a roach got into his ear. My question is...Does anyone else believe this could happen, maybe while I'm awake I will search the internet for facts on this. Because ever since I have heard this story, I can't sleep without my ears being covered. That's probably why you'll never see me with short hair. I have an ear thing. That's just great!Well, if anybody has ever heard this urban legend before, or can prove to me that it's not true I would love to hear from you. But I might need a session with Pastor Dwayne for my years of habit...Which it really boils down to fear!
We only got 2 hours sleep last night. So worth it though, we spent the evening with Terry and Christine, and Rachel. We all went to the late feature of The World Trade Centers. All I have to say is, "WOW!" There are only two movies that I can say that I became emotional throughout the entire film, (and if you know me, it takes alot to make me cry, unfortunately) The World Trade Centers just made the list and Ladder 49 was the other one. Both phenominal lmovies! I highly recommend both if you have yet to see them.