Thanksgiving

Nothing is quite so wonderful as a holiday without drama.

We traveled to West Virginia to spend the holiday with Imp and Bel. Jammies (yay!) also attended the festivities, although she had to leave too early. Food, talk, fun -- no drama. None. Zero. Zip. Not even complaints.

Ahhhhh.

A Long List

I have a very long list of things I haven't done or haven't finished. I'm not having much luck crossing any items off. Better get back to it.

Oh -- heading to West Virginia for Thanksgiving.

Graffiti on the Interwebinet

Impeach Obama, Already? | Britannica Blog

Oh, and be sure to check the Chicago Tribune Article linked inside this one.

Not Beaten Yet

NaNo goes...nowhere. I'm not yet surrendering, though.

Caliban is making slow inroads into being accepted by the rest of the felines. Well, mostly he's tormenting them (the boys) or being informed his behavior is not acceptable (the girls). He has come in and just found a nap spot. His time is still limited and monitored. And he's prone to severe outbreaks of temper, usually released on me.

I am back to torn hands and scratched arms, just as I was healing up.

Old Toys

Because I still love this thing, I give you

The Surrealist Compliment Generator

Your nose hair is pleasingly twisted with the roots of a bristlecone pine that is so precariously perched on the side of a cliff it may easily uproot and fall upon the Republican lobbyists below.

You are as frightful as an engine developed solely for the countenance of sexual inuendo by country music.

The joy is just endless.

Keep Breathing

I dreamed last night that I could not breathe. Someone told me I was having an asthma attack. I don't have asthma, but I found one of those inhalers in my hand and I used it, and I could breathe.
It was a rather unsettling dream.

All day today I've been having periods of shortness of breath. Now, I know these are due in part to my bloodsugar which is all screwed up, and in part to the panic/anxiety attack thing.

Nevertheless, they are really making my day edge on the suckier side.

So This Is Autumn

We took a walk through the botanical gardens today. We have about 200 photos taken between us. I think I'm going to like fall.

A Little Realization

I now have a privilege my parents had for years and years.

I have a President Elect born in the same decade I was. In fact, he's only a little older than I am -- just enough that while I would not have been in high school with him, he'd still have a photo up for whatever groups he was in.

I'm kind of impressed with that.

PSA

It ain't over until it starts

NaNo is not starting off well. Usually I'm ahead of the curve the first few days. This year I can't even get out of the starting gate.

Caliban still oscillates between sweet cuddle kitty and vicious beast. There's more sweet, but it doesn't take much vicious to leave bruises and cuts.

Ophelia is doing much better. She's over her cold. We've increased her insulin and she's a good bit more active and attentive. Still having litter box issues, as in she (and Guzzy) have reverted to floor pooping and peeing on the bathroom rugs. Have to clean boxes and floors. They've done so good up until October.

Ok, now to get some breakfast (the cats ate already) and see about writing.