blame it on the lighting

There is good lighting and there is bad lighting.
When you look in a mirror and say, "Hey, I look pretty good." Good lighting.
When you look in a mirror and say, "Yikes, I look like death" Bad lighting
My house has good lighting
Department stores have bad lighting.
My brother's kitchen has great lighting. My sister in law and I comment on it frequently. I swear we look fifteen years younger. We hang out in the kitchen a lot.
I think I will go to my brother's house this weekend.


So remember it could just be the lighting.

Is your cat stress free?

The newest addition to our family is Boo, the kitten. He's six months old. His eye has been messed up. I am assuming from a scratch he got wrestling with the other cats. All fun and games till someone loses an eye. Well he didn't lose it but it became inflamed and looks pretty bad. So I took him to the Vet. Well in the end it turns out he has feline herpes. Yep, feline herpes. who know? But here's what struck me funny. The vet said to make sure Boo, the kitten isn't stressed. It may prolong the healing of the irritation around his eye and the sore on his lips and in his mouth. Of course to limited the stress in the future as well because stress could cause another outbreak. The vet is telling me this and it takes everything in me not to laugh. I bit my lower lip and nodded my head. I could not speak, not even to ask a question because I knew once I opened my mouth I would of gotten a serious case of the giggles.

I am sorry what is a cat's life if not stress free. Boo is fed twice a day. Whenever Boo requires attention he just stands by someone and he is picked up and cuddled, guaranteed  You walk in the house, you don't get three feet in to the door and Boo comes running and lays down at your feet expecting and getting a nice pet.  He runs around and plays throughout the house. He has two other cat playmates always on call. If he gets tire suddenly, he will just plop down where he stands and takes a nap. Or he finds the closest human and treats them like his personal bed. His day consists of eating , playing, sleeping, and grooming himself over and over again. Boo, the kitten hasn't had a stressful day sine he was brought into my house and became an indoor cat. My life should be so lucky and care free.

Have to go now, it's time for Boo's aroma therapy and paw massage.

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A little Mexican will do. I meant food, people!!!!!!

Today I was clipping coupons and making my shopping list. Yeah, I know not very ninja like. I tried to look at it as a Ninja. Really I did. A Ninja would carefully plan his or hers mission in advance to every detail. But going to the grocery store and getting the most for my money was a stretch. A very big stretch. But I digress. So while I was clipping coupons in the living room my husband was watching the ID channel. Investigation Discovery. Well let me tell you I got sucked in. The first show was a cold case. I got really involved. But I was expecting a conclusion. They hadn't solved the case yet. It ended with no real answer. WTF. (Excuse my language.) The next three shows, ( I said I got sucked in) were of vicious murders and their investigations. Some people are cold evil beings. It was all very depressing. So I made my husband take me out for dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant. Drinks and good meal can make life so much more appealing. Our anniversary is next week. So we just celebrated early. All good. So I was thinking as I ate a spectacular meal....simple pleasures can make life okay sometimes. I looked around the restaurant and did the math. Yeah there are really bad people in the world and in the news. But there are more good people than bad, they just don't get the press.
Just in case you didn't know.

Remember enjoy the simple pleasures of life, evil always gets the press and $1.00 off a six pack of Snapple rocks.  (;)

Enjoy life.

Ninjas on board

"Do the ninjas make my butt look big?"

"No, your butt make the ninjas look small."

Ninja Fun Friday!

Today's blog is brought to you by the word, Perspective

"Mom, can I play video games?" My thirteen year old son asked this morning. (snow day)
"Clean your room, first." I responded.
He goes to his room and returns.
"I am done." He informs me.
"Did you put your clean laundry away?" I asked.
He goes back to his room and a couple minutes tick by and he returns.
"I am done." He informs me again.
"Did you make your bed?" I ask him.
He turns and goes back to his room. He returns a minute later.
"I am done." He says sounding a little exasperated.
Without looking I say, "What about the dirty dishes?"
"There are no dirty dishes."
"Check please." I say knowing there is dirty glass on his dresser.
He turns and goes back to his room yet again. He returns with a glass and two bowls.
"I. AM. DONE." Noticeably frustrated at this point.
"Let's see." I turn and go to his room. I look under the bed. "Please get the rest of the dishes and the clothes from under your bed and then you will be done. Thank you." I smiled. He frowned.

I realize his idea of what constitutes clean is not the same as mine. Perspective.

Later that same day.......
I was waiting to get an x-ray this afternoon. Sitting in the waiting room with me were a few people. One person was and elderly woman, early seventies, with her was a woman in her forties. Her ride.
A very good looking man dressed in scrubs walks in the waiting room. He was at least six three, extremely fit. Probably in his mid thirties. Did I mention he was good looking? He heads straight for the elderly woman and her ride. I figure maybe this is her doctor. The elderly woman looks up and starts to smile. She taps her ride on the forearm and says, "Oh oh oh, Jan." She said excited. "This is my baby boy. Thomas." Jan stood and said hello and walked off so Thomas could sit with his mom. Apparently Thomas works in the ER in the hospital and knew his mother had appointment and just wanted to stop by to see how she was. It was a quick visit. Thomas had to return to the ER.
Just before he leaves Thomas's mom asks him, "Did you just come up here to see me?"
"Yes, Mom."
She pats the side of his face, gently and says, "Thomas, you are a good boy."
He smiles and says, "I have to go."
"Do a good job." She tells him as he stands.
"I will. I love you, Mom." Thomas leans down and kisses his mom good bye.

When I and every other woman in the that waiting looked at Thomas, we saw good looking successful man.
To his mother, he is her baby boy, Thomas. A good boy as well. Perspective strikes again.

Views are so subjective.

a little humor please.......

What did the Algebra book say to the Social Studies book?

-I got problems.

What? I said little.