Monday afternoon drivel....

I remember turning 30 in April and being so happy that I had finally (sort of) figured things out. Now between losing the cat, finding out about Faith, having a new puppy and various other things that are going on in my life right now, I can honestly and truly say that I don't know anything. I guess that's okay, though because it's quite possible that nobody else really does either. We all just go around acting like we do. I guess it's a human thing.

Have a Little Faith

http://faith.sillica.com/

I'm an Elk!

Ron and I were initiated into the Elks last night. Yay!

"The faults of our members we write on the sand, their virtues upon the Tablets of Love and Memory."

Powerful stuff...

Train Stations Need Parks (or something)...

I've been taking the train and Vonage shuttle to work this week because my car is in the shop and my mechanic can't figure out what the heck the noise it's making is from. (Hey, if he's ruled out all the major stuff, I'm willing to live with the noise.)

The thing is this... I like to get to the train station early because I'm paranoid. So, I'm generally hanging out for a half an hour to get on the 8:42 train. The only thing to look at is Henry St.

Once I get to Hazlet, I need to wait 20 minutes for the shuttle. There is nothing but parking lot.

Beautiful day like today... Out in the fresh air... No scenery.

Seems wrong, no?

Blah.

I am having the worst case of Friday-itis I've had in a long time... Too bad it's Wednesday. :-(

Wildwood

Drum corps is fun :-)

Rest in Peace, Pumpkin

Pumpkin died this morning, June 8th, 2008. I know a lot of people say this about their pets, but he was an incredible cat. He used to demand attention by crawling on Ron's back while he was on the computer, jumping into our laps, or laying on my books as I was studying for my master's degree. He would visit us at night, lay on my hair and spend hours purring while we were trying to sleep.

Pumpkin taught me what it is to really have a pet and not have your parents do all the work for you like my previous pets.

From Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem In Memoriam:27, 1850:

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

Pumpkin

I think Pumpkin is dying... He now outright refuses to eat, he cries when he tries to walk. He pees all over the floor even though Ron got him a litter box for the basement.... He sleeps face down with his nose touching the floor.... :-(

Random Update

Skippy pees on the floor.

Pumpkin is still extremely fussy about eating.

Helmut will wait until you take him out alone to do his business (or even walk more than 3ft away from the house!)

Had a cold. Gave it to Ron. Had an eye infection.

Getting new sunglasses tomorrow.

Work is busy.

I've lost 5 pounds since starting Wii Fit and that's with not using it every day.