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Cat Scares, Cleaning, and Camp

I am still kind of in shock that it's already monday.

Friday we hit Dave & Buster's with Alfred & Co. I actually had a fun time, despite the general atmosphere that comes along with being at D&B. All I wanted to do was play Police Trainer, my favorite arcade shooting game of the last decade, but the guns were so wildly uncalibrated that it was nigh impossible to get to the next level. I shot some zombies instead. I had to avoid Police 911 because I needed my legs to be functional the next day.

Saturday after drum lesson we zipped over to help salami_salome move. (I was supposed to have softball practice, but my coach got injured when some dude slid home head and knee first.) Which, I have to say, was about the smoothest moving operation I have ever been a part of. My hat is off to the move-ee. Her new place is adorable. We all had dinner at Ledo's (the original in Adelphi! much tastier) after and I put away a startling amount of square pizza.

On the way home I said, "Jack, let's take a fun trip to the Verizon store." This ended in Jack getting the Palm Centro since his phone has been acting up. I didn't get anything, in a show of restraint. I am kind of up in the air about the data plan, though I shouldn't even consider it.

Then the weekend took a turn for the worse. We were sitting around the house not really doing anything when Nicolas took a leap from Jack's shoulder, let out a "MEWP" and was immediately limping around the house carrying his right front paw, not putting any weight on it. Oh, and growling, because he's a jerk like that. I lost my damn mind. I chalk it up to a few things; mostly that it's sort of alarming that Nicolas is getting older and may not be able to do all the things he used to. In the interest of caution we took him up to the emergency vet on rt. 40. Taking Nicolas to the vet is always a treat. He is a HUGE JERK. Long story short, to even get near his paw to examine it they had to sedate him, which is always this "OH GOD RISK!" situation, and I was a basket case and Jack was stoic and kind. And as it turns out they didn't even feel like they needed to do an x-ray, shot him up with some painkillers, gave us a few doses of Metacam (kitty advil) and sent us on our way. I do not regret taking him up there at all, even though the next morning he was almost entirely back to normal and even using that paw to scratch his scratching device. The whole thing was harrowing nonetheless.

On top of that, I was in the bathroom getting ready to run out the door to save my poor kitty when I looked up and saw... OH GOD... a roach on the wall. OH HELL NO. I burst into tears all over again. We vowed to clean up everything we could the next morning. I have never lived in a house that had roaches and I am not about to start. We are currently hoping (as creepy as this thought is) that he was a hitchhiker on us or on some groceries from somewhere else.

As a result of this, I woke up at like 6:30 in the morning Sunday in a blind panic about bugs and couldn't get back to sleep. I waited for Jack to wake up and read the book I have to write a paper on - Gifted Hands - about the famous neurosurgeon. He is really into god stuff, which is going to make writing this paper interesting. I highly recommend the book for anyone who can handle/use relentless optimism.

Once Jack got up we set about to cleaning like mad. He took the bathroom (since that is where the culprit was spotted and I pretty much refused to go in there) and I took the kitchen. God, what pigs we are! It took all day to get anywhere. We barely got those rooms done and that's not counting the fact that I need to mop the floors, which is at this point practically an all-weekend job. I am hoping we keep cleaning to the point where we can get to something maintainable from week to week. And I am desperately hoping that our visitor was a fluke. Don't tell me the odds, I need to be able to sleep at night. SYTYCD kept me going through the kitchen cleaning process and I found out that they already cut one of the dancers I cared about and mostly I am ambivalent towards the rest. Vegas week is my favorite part of the show and I would watch 2 straight hours of them trying to rehearse choreography. You know, the part they barely show!

In the midst of all the hectic cleaning, I had to go out to the Girls Rock DC camp volunteer interviews. It was fun, but I was really nervous! It's a lifelong habit of nerdness that I think I will never grow out of but everyone seemed much cooler than me. I found out that there is now like, an international assocation of Girls Rock camps, and they have annual meetings and junk. Working with kids is scary and maybe seems a little more scary now that I've learned more about it but I got a really good vibe off the organizers and other volunteers. We did have to do 2 extremely socially awkward things that I am confident we will have to do with the kids. The "untying the human knot" icebreaker, and ... skits. AIGH. Nonetheless I am way psyched. Hopefully they take me.

We also got to have dinner with our neighbor, Stephen, since his family is out of town. Going to the pho place is actually quite health-friendly, I am happy to report. And then that was it! There was no more weekend to have. Buh.

A final note: I have a new reward for my health plan. I have decided I am officially sick of my hair. It only took 2 years, but I have crossed the line into missing short hair. I want to reach up, touch the back of my head, and feel the buzz. So if I reach my goals it is coming off. I am thinking something like this, if my face shape can handle it. Do you think my face shape can handle it? Or are you saddened and hurt that I would chop it all off?

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frecklefaerie
Jun. 23rd, 2008 07:07 pm (UTC)
I have thought you were cool since I met you.

snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:40 pm (UTC)
That is so awesome. Thank you. The feeling is mutual.
valancymay
Jun. 23rd, 2008 07:07 pm (UTC)
I loved how you looked with short hair.
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you! The vote of confidence is helpful.
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snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:41 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Well, I am usually all about encouraging the shearing, but if you think it's not the right time that's cool.
rakin
Jun. 23rd, 2008 07:15 pm (UTC)
Skits
When in doubt ham it up!
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:41 pm (UTC)
Re: Skits
Word. Of course, that's when I blurt out dumb things.
madshutterbug
Jun. 23rd, 2008 07:16 pm (UTC)
Heh. Which neurosurgeon? Just curious.

And have you heard the Neurosurgeon Light Bulb Joke? No?

How many neurosurgeons does it take to change a light bulb?

Only one. Holds it up and the whole world turns around him.
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:43 pm (UTC)
Ben Carson, from Hopkins.

I had not, in fact, heard that joke pertaining to neurosurgeons. :)
yoshimi
Jun. 23rd, 2008 07:25 pm (UTC)
ah, the data plan. i love me some data plan.
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:43 pm (UTC)
Do you really really browse and email on your phone alot?
yoshimi
Jun. 24th, 2008 12:12 am (UTC)
dude, you have no idea. more than from the computer, i'd say. but i'm away from the computer more than i'm at it, most days. so it doubles as my laptop.
cheetahmaster
Jun. 23rd, 2008 08:39 pm (UTC)
I'm pleased to hear that your space jerk cat is A-OK. He's my favorite jerky orange cat.
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
Awww. He says "fuck you, leg meat".
msteleute
Jun. 23rd, 2008 08:45 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear Nicolas is doing better!
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
Thanks! Sorry about the late night panicing call from Jack to Lars!
drlori
Jun. 23rd, 2008 09:13 pm (UTC)
Locks of Love will take 8 inches. Its a great way to get really short hair.
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:46 pm (UTC)
I do want to do that when the time comes, but I have heard that they don't take dyed/damaged hair so I will have to find out if that will work for me. Yes, you are right though, I should investigate :)
oontzgrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 10:04 pm (UTC)
I've been tempted to cut my hair short if I reached goal too, not that I'll ever reach it with the way I've been chowing down on everything. I think you'd look cute. :)
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:46 pm (UTC)
Can both of us not be on a diet successfully at the same time? That's funny. When you're good, I am chowing.
oontzgrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:49 pm (UTC)
I think we were both successful for a while together. :)

It'll happen. I'll keep trying.
snidegrrl
Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:51 pm (UTC)
Yeah - you will be fine. I know it. :)
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snidegrrl
Jun. 24th, 2008 12:29 pm (UTC)
Well, I don't own one... but I wouldn't put it past me? I have bad taste at times. :)
examorata
Jun. 24th, 2008 01:54 pm (UTC)
I think you look great with both long and short hair! I have a hard time picturing what the back of that particular style would look like in the back, but I think it's cute!

Poor Nicolas. He is still used to being lithe and skinny and two years old! I'm glad he's feeling better. =)
p_sunshine
Jun. 24th, 2008 03:29 pm (UTC)
Cut the hair! While it's lovely, it's heavy and probably hot as hell when you go outside. And that cut would be very cute.
Glad the kitty is feeling better!
As for the bug thing - hopefully it's just the one, but if not, we got those sonic things that you plug in the wall, and I'd totally recommend them. I hate the idea of putting down pesticides with the cats running around, and these really seem to work. The only critters that I've seen make it past them are spiders, and even then, only one every now and then.
snidegrrl
Jun. 24th, 2008 03:44 pm (UTC)
ooh - do you have a link to the kind of sonic things you got?
p_sunshine
Jun. 24th, 2008 04:39 pm (UTC)
http://www.blackanddeckerappliances.com/product-224.html
And it has an outlet on the side, so it's not like you lose one when you plug it in. They also have ones with nightlights.
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