Meowy Kissmouse!

As we always tell the cats and dogs. :D Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were pretty good. Yesterday, I cooked a pork roast and we opened presents. Mr. Samoa got me fuzzy sockies. :D Today, we went up to Mom and Dad's and had ham, etc. and opened presents there. For reasons that never became completely clear, Mom was in love with the $1 mini feather duster that I got her at Dollar General. I figured if one was going to give someone dust catchers, one should give them something to dust them with, but I never expected her to gush over the feather duster! (shrugs) Mr. Samoa got a new bathrobe, with which he is very pleased. Merry Christmas once again to all!

Umm... yeah.

So I was sitting here, just now, playing Diablo and minding my own business. Then, I heard the jingling of bells outside. Mr. Samoa and I looked out to see Santa's sleigh wheel by on the road. With jingle bells and all. It just went by again, and I *think* it might be a salt truck that has jingle bells on it for some reason. I'm not sure. Considering it's Dec. 23, it's all rather surreal.

Today, 3:30 AM.

The dogs struck again. :P

It got butt-cold last night, into the single digits, so we took Pepper and put him in the garage. He must not have been that cold, however, as evidenced by the following. At 3:30 AM, I heard Pumpkin start to bark. This woke me just in time to hear the jingle of Pepper's dog tags as he sprinted by the garage, having wiggled out through a crack in the door. So, leap out of bed, get coat and slippers. I got out, no sign of Pepper. I could hear jingling, however, so I called him and he came. As it turned out, he had gone next door to see if his friends that live there were up for some play in the middle of the night. : P I beat down my homicidal urges, praised him for coming when called, and put him back up in his doghouse. If he's warm enough to be an asshole, he's warm enough to be in his house, I say. :P Dog BBQ, anyone?

SUNDAY

I actually don't think anything happened. I vacuumed, I baked some cookies, we did laundry. The wee hours of this morning more than made up for it, though. :P

SATURDAY

Oh, Gawd. This is giving me flashbacks just thinking about it. :P

Mr. Samoa's job involves doing work when the little weasels at Bugpit U are not using the computer system, to wit weird hours of the night. Saturday in the wee hours was one such time, meaning Mr. S had to get up at 3 AM. Even that wasn't the problem. The problem was that he kept snoring, I'd poke him, and then he'd jump straight up and try to shut off his alarm and grab his glasses. I would then have to drag him back into bed. This happened like 3 or 4 times. I have never been so glad to shove him out the door so I could sleep. :P

FRIDAY

Yeah. So Thursday night, I collapsed all right. Y'see, I lost my med key. Which I did not discover until I got to Shady Acres. And the spare key at SA is no more. So there I was. Tossed the med room, went home, tossed our house, went back, tossed the group home. All to no avail. They did get their meds in the end, but I didn't find my key until after that. Mr. Samoa finally found it at theeee very bottom of our laundry hamper. I might mention that it's now attached to my car keys, so that that won't happen again. Blech. :P

TODAY

I am soooooo going to pay for this tomorrow.

8 AM: Down to Samoaville, where the Shady Acres corporate office is located, for training. I can now save your life, at least mostly.

Noon: Back to Bugpit. Walk dogs, eat lunch.

1 PM: Head to Cakeville to meet up with Caroline and Saskia. Field phone call from Shady Acres, who have forgotten that I had training today. :P Shop. (As it turns out, tiny babies are highly portable. Who knew?)

2 PM-6 PM: Shop/head home from Cakeville. Struggle to stay awake.

8 PM: I'm going to be heading in to Shady Acres to pass meds. I am going to guess that this will lead to:

10 PM: Collapse.

Good times! :P

WEDNESDAY

Today was the Shady Acres staff Christmas party. I brought deviled eggs, which in Zen-Samoa parlance were "fooped" (inhaled by the populace) immediately upon their arrival. I did get a present, which surprised me pleasantly, as I had put my name in the drawing late and thought I might not get in. The "other Zen" (there's a girl at work whose name is also Zen) had gotten me a scrapbooking kit. She and Mr. Samoa had collaborated on the matter, as it turned out. :D

TUESDAY

I don't remember what happened, which I am guessing is a good thing. I think Tricia and I went grocery shopping. Uneventful is good.

MONDAY

The Friday drama came to naught, as usual. (Did I mention that I hate the full moon?) Had to take Mary to the doctor as she was sick. Then had to hunt through TWO pharmacies to get her cough prescription filled, and then it wasn't covered by insurance, so had to go back to the home, get a check, go BACK to the pharmacy... you get the picture. The wonders of the State of Ohio at work!

Here goes- SUNDAY

OK, so this is going to be a gigantic update because I've been busy/tired/busy/tired.

On this day, we went to Mom and Dad Cake's and helped them decorate their Christmas tree. I think Mom is going to get a real one again next year, because she hates the artificial one. I have no idea why they got an artificial one to begin with, as they hate it so. I think she thought it was asking too much for Mr. Samoa and I to drag it upstairs, but WE. DON'T. CARE! We'd rather drag than listen to grouching about the fake one! Ah well, here's hope for next year.

Today

Still recovering from yesterday. Trying not to lose momentum in hatching my escape plan, as this has been going on for years now and I need to accept that it isn't going to change. Cats are in window hoping for birds. :)

Friday

All hell broke loose. Without going into gory detail, let's just say that 1)I work with total and utter idiots 2) if I'm going to be expected to babysit them as well as look after residents, I want a HELL of a lot more money. I so need to get out of there. Did I mention that yesterday was the biggest full moon of the year?

Thursday

Resident to Metropolis for procedure. Relatively uneventful, BUT...

Awww II

Tonight, we were at Le Chic Food Shoppe. Mr. Samoa paused and was examining the gluten-free food section. I was a bit confuzzled, as nobody at our house has celiac disease, so I asked him why. Turns out that one of his coworkers has celiac, and he was hoping to find something to take to the yearly Christmas party for the fellow to eat. (All together now- "AWWWWW!") We purchased some GF chocolate chip cookies, so hopefully they will be good.

Funny

So I'm driving to work today. I'm on the road to Shady Acres when I see a car driving very slowly.

Now, a bit of background. There is a treeline off to the side of Shady Acres Group Home. Behind that is a field, in which normally live two horses. Which explained the following. I got closer, and realized that in front of the car were two horses. The neighbor horses. Being led by the neighbor, who had steam coming out of his ears. The car was being driven by Mrs. Neighbor, apparently to help herd them. I couldn't help but giggle. :D

MONDAY

I don't remember. So I'm guessing it wasn't too memorable. :P

The Cake Curse continues

So every time we try to go somewhere with Mom and Dad, it never fails that the elements throw a fit. Last night's 1.5 inches of snow during Dad's and my birthday dinner was no exception. :P Le sigh.

Kewtness!

So Tagalong, Fiance (I need to think of a blog name for him, as WeLoveYouPleaseDon'tEverGoAway is too long) and the kids came over in order to see the snake eat. (He obliged.) While there, we had to explain to Daisy that she couldn't go in Mittens' room as that is where the Christmas presents are. She asked if the room was "Mittens' home". We said basically, yeah. "So she is the guarder of the Christmas presents?" I just thought that was kinda cute. :D

Happy Birthday to Dad!

Dad Cake is 63 as of the 4th. Yes, our birthdays are back to back. A tradition in our family!

Happy Birthday to me!

As of the 3rd, I am now 31! Hence delayed blogging.

The uses of puppehs

I was sitting here just now, typing, when a white van pulled up in the yard and stopped. I could not see insignia but granted, I was looking through the pine tree in front of our front window. . The dogs set up a racket. The van left. >:) Treats were dispensed. I guess I'll refrain from turning them into a rug for another year!

Happy December!

Now can we all go to Hawaii? :P We fibromites do not so much do snow.

Eep!

Guess I really HAVE been busy! :P Now to play catchup.