All good people….pray for the likes of me…..

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We are in Chicago. By “we are in Chicago”, I mean, I’m in Chicago, and Andy is in Green Bay. Andy is spending time with his family without the distraction of his glamourous wife with her fancy hair and lip-glossed lips. While I’m spending time with my family without the company of my beautiful husband with his razor sharp wit, spot on comedic timing and muscly muscles. I’m driving up Friday to spend a few days there, and then bring him back here.
Since I’ve been in the real world doing things, I will be updating by list since trying to come up with a clever entry after being gone so long is hurting my head.
1. The kittens have homes. Two of them went to our neighbors, and one went to their friends. Mom cat is still with us. I made fliers that I’m posting in vets offices and pet stores. We could send her to the shelter, but it would be better if she could be adopted directly.
2. Nova our friend from San Diego moved in with us last month. I didn’t really want to say anything online because there was a misunderstanding between Nova and Lainstar. I thought that if I mentioned her moving in, Lainstar would feel betrayed or something of the sort. But, I’m confident that we will all just love each other and everyone will be happy. But really, I had to mention that Nova moved in because if I didn’t, I couldn’t tell you that…..
3. Nova’s dog Chin Chin eats cat poop. Or, he did eat cat poop until we put up boxes and decorative statuary to block him from it. Before we left, we upgraded to a baby gate that is much easier for the non quadrupeds to hurdle.
(Right now I’m imagining Nova frantically trying to call me to take this portion of the post down. She’s very protective of little baby Chin Chin and I could see how she wouldn’t want his good name sullied on the world wide web. But, Chin eating cat “fruit” is funny and the rule of the Blair household is “if it’s funny, it’s okay”. )
4. I have been off the internet sauce lately because Andy and I have been working like mad fiends for the past month because we wanted to buy a Jeep. We did. We bought one Monday night from two nice kids that are moving to Tucson, drove it into the garage, and flew into Chicago Tuesday morning. It’s probably not interesting to anyone other than us, but that’s our new ride pictured at the top.
5. One a more serious list note, my step-dad Bob is not doing well at all. It’s really a whole entry in itself so I won’t go into it but I will say that…
6. Because of my influence the really annoying, crazy live in care giver will be let go on Sunday. When we told Bob, he was ecstatic. Leelaa the Polish care giver (according to my mom) has been in the country for twenty years. She barely speaks English. She stands six inches into your personal space. She’s rough and methodical and laughs nervously while she hovers over and into conversations that she has no business being in saying things like, “Clean!? Clean!?” while pointing to things that she has cleaned. Or “Ohhhhhh, yesssssssss, yesssssss”, laughs and nods her head alot. Tuesday night we drove her into the city where she lived with some roommates. When we got close and were concentrating on finding the small green street signs in the dark, she began repeating street names that were not relevant “Milwaukee, Pulaski, Milwaukee, Pulaski,Milwaukee, Pulaski….” in a sing songy voice. We even turned the car around because she was grabbing the back of my chair and pointing in the other direction so violently. We drove for about a mile when the sing song became a more somber “Milwaukee, Pulaski” followed by a “Ohhhhhhhh, unnnhhhhhhh”, and then into a whisper, “Milwaukee, Pulaski”. I turned towards the back seat and said “directions” in a tone reserved for dogs that have been bad, and punctuated it with a tight flick of the mapquest print out towards her face.
Am I a bad person? Maybe. But I really, really wanted to throttle that woman.





