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I'm on vacation! WhoooHooo!!!

This week I will do what I want to do, when I want to do it. That means I will most likely be: curled up on the sofa ~ drinking chai ~ watching HBO ~ and naping. Hopefully there will be some good movies on HBO. The last movie I saw was The Matrix, so it's pretty fair to say I'll find several movies I've never seen. This afternoon I'm going to watch Sirens.

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Just a quick update on my "Kitten Gifts" post from the 17th. I did get the perfume from Neiman Marcus just as I said I would. *wink*
I also got tons of other cool stuff ~ Santa was very good to me.

A note about Santa....er, Greg. He has to be the best husband ever. He takes very good care of me. He spoills me. He's loving and kind, sweet and sexy. He is my other half. He makes me whole. I love him so much....he's the best gift I'll ever get. And I mean that from the bottom of my heart.

Hugs and kisses, Sweetie ;-)

posted by Kitty Tuesday, December 30, 2003

Merry Christmas!

Holiday Fun

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The lyrics to this Christmas song are really beautiful and touching. My favorite parts are bold.

It Came Upon A Midnight Clear

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men
From heavens all gracious King!"
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled;
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

O ye beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now, for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
Oh rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing.

For lo the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years
Shall come the time foretold,
When the new heaven and earth shall own
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.

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To all my readers, have a happy and safe holiday!

posted by Kitty Thursday, December 25, 2003

Holiday Traditions: 4th and final

Today's Topic: The Real Story Of Christmas

In the early 17th century, a wave of religious reform changed the way Christmas was celebrated in Europe. When Oliver Cromwell and his Puritan forces took over England in 1645, they vowed to rid England of everything decadent (poor people!) and, as part of their effort, cancelled Christmas. By popular demand, Charles II got the throne back and with him came the return of Christmas!

The pilgrims were even more orthodox in their Puritan beliefs than Mr. Cromwell. As a result, Christmas was not a holiday in early America. From 1659 to 1681, the celebration of Christmas was actually outlawed in Boston. Anyone exhibiting the Christmas spirit was fined five shillings. However, in Jamestown, Captain John Smith had the Christmas festivities going in full force.

After the American Revolution, Christmas got lost in the shuffle. In fact, Congress was in session on December 25, 1789. Christmas wasn't declared a federal holiday until June 26, 1870.

It wasn't until the 19th century that Americans began to really embrace Christmas. Americans re-invented Christmas and it became a family-centered day of peace and nostalgia.

The early 19th century was a period of class conflict and turmoil. During this time, unemployment was high and gang rioting by the disenchanted classes often occurred during the Christmas season. In 1828, the New York city council instituted the city's first police force in response to a Christmas riot. This bring about certain members of the upper classes to begin to change the way Christmas was celebrated in America.

In 1819, best-selling author Washington Irving wrote a series of stories about the celebration of Christmas in an English manor house. Sketches in the book feature a wealthy man who invited the peasants into his home for the holiday. In Irving's mind, Christmas should be a peaceful, warm-hearted holiday bringing groups together across lines of wealth or social status. Irving's fictitious celebrants enjoyed "ancient customs". Irving's book, however, was not based on any holiday celebration he had attended ~ in fact, many historians say that Irving's account actually "invented" tradition by implying that it described the true customs of the season.

Also around this time, English author Charles Dickens created the classic holiday tale, A Christmas Carol. The story's message ~ the importance of charity and good will towards all humankind ~ this struck a powerful chord in the US and England showing the benefits of celebrating the holiday.

The family was also becoming less disciplined and more sensitive to the emotional needs of children during the early 1800s. Christmas provided families with a day when they could lavish attention and gifts on their children without appearing to "spoil" them.

And, of course, there was the big feast. Roast goose, Christmas pie, and sage laced gravy slathered on everything, was one of the high points of the holiday. To some it was what they looked forward to the most.

As Americans began to embrace Christmas as a perfect family holiday, old customs were reconsidered. People looked toward recent immigrants and Catholic and Episcopalian churches to see how the day should be celebrated. In the next 100 years, Americans built a Christmas tradition all their own that included pieces of many other customs, including decorating trees, sending holiday cards, and gift-giving. Although most families quickly bought into the idea that they were celebrating Christmas how it had been done for centuries, Americans had really re-invented a holiday to fill the cultural needs of a growing nation.

Enjoy some of these traditional Christmas recipes:

Roast Goose

Figgy Pudding

Christmas Pie (aka Mincemeat Pie)

Blackberry & Blueberry Pie

posted by Kitty Tuesday, December 23, 2003

Holiday Traditions: part 3

Today's Topic: Kwanzaa

A non-religious holiday, Kwanzaa celebrates African-American heritage, pride, community, family, and culture. The seven-day festival commences the day after Christmas and concludes on New Year's Day.

Inspired by the civil rights struggles of the 1960's and based on ancient African celebrations, Kwanzaa is becoming more popular every year. More than 20 million people celebrate in the United States, Canada, England, the Carribean and Africa.

Kwanzaa's ancient roots lie in African first-fruit harvest celebrations, from which it takes its name. The word Kwanzaa is derived from the Swahili phrase "matunda ya kwanza," which means "first fruits." Kwanzaa is an important time of the year for friends and family to pass on generations of good food and recipes that pay tribute to African-American heritage. These folks spend their seven-day festivities preparing for the final feast, or "karumu," on December 31.

One major ritual of Kwanzaa is lighting a candle on each day its seven days. The candles, called "mishumaa," are the colors of the Black Liberation Flag; there are three red candles, three green and one black.

After the candle lighting, they might drink from a unity cup in a toast to their ancestors with the exclamation, "Harambee!" which means "let's all pull together."

The candles, in a candelabra called a "kinara," and the unity cup sit atop a straw mat, the "mkeka," that also holds fresh fruit to represent African harvest festivals. The mkeka is central to Kwanzaa's high feast on December 31.

Kwanzaa also includes gift-giving, generally to children. They might receive three traditional gifts: a book to further a goal or highlight black achievement, a heritage symbol, and a toy or other present. The gifts are displayed on the mkeka and given on January 1.

Try these traditional Kwanzaa recipes:

Shrimp Imojo

Chicken Stew with Okra and Peanuts

Black-eyed Pea Salad

Sweet-potato Pie

posted by Kitty Monday, December 22, 2003

Holiday Traditions: part 2

Today's Topic: Celebrating Hanukkah

Hanukkah starts tonight at sundown. The meaning of: The word “Hanukkah” means “dedication” but also shares the same root as the word “educate.” An alternate spelling is Chanukah.

This eight-day celebration, also known as the Festival of Lights, commemorates the triumph of the Jews over their oppressors in ancient Israel. According to legend, when the Jews reclaimed their temple, they found only enough oil to create light for one day, but the oil lasted for eight days; the lighting of Hanukkah candles symbolizes that miracle. A menorah has nine holders, one for each night plus one for the shamash, the candle used to light all the others. The candles are placed from right to left, then lit from left to right; the new candle is always lit first.
 
Sitting down to a Hanukkah meal with family and friends is as significant a part of the celebration as lighting the menorah candles. Like the candles, the oil used to fry potato latkes and cook the traditional jam-filled doughnuts, called sufganiyot, recalls the miracle in the temple.

Try some of these traditional Hanukkah recipes:

Potato Latkes

Cheesy Potato Kugel

Sufganiyot

After dinner, the children play dreidel. The dreidel game has long been a favorite part of the Hanukkah celebration. The dreidel, a four-sided top, has a Hebrew letter on each of its sides—nun, gimmel, hey, and shin, the first letters of the Hebrew words meaning “A great miracle happened here.” The Hebrew letters on the dreidel later came to stand for different words in Yiddish, a dialect spoken by Jews in Europe and Russia; in the rules of the game, these Yiddish words correspond to the outcome of each spin of the dreidel.
 
Rules For Playing Dreidel

1. Each player receives a set amount of gelt (chocolate coins covered in foil) or real coins.
2. Before each spin of the dreidel, the players put a fixed amount of their gelt in the pot, or kupah.
3. Each player takes a turn spinning the dreidel.
4. When the dreidel falls, the letter displayed on top determines the action of the player (the Yiddish words are given here with their translations):
 
Nicht (nothing)— move on to the next player
Gut (good)—take all the gelt in the kupah
Halb (half)—take half the gelt from the kupah
Schlecht (bad)—the player loses all the gelt he or she deposited into the kupah
 
5. A player who loses all of his or her gelt is out of the game.
6. The game continues until there is no more gelt in the kupah.
7. The player with the most gelt wins.

posted by Kitty Friday, December 19, 2003

Holiday Traditions

Today's Topic: The Feast of the 7 Fishes

If you are Italian or know an Italian, then maybe you've heard of this feast. Pretty interesting actually.

After midnight Mass, it's traditional for Italian families to sit down to the feast of the 7 fishes. Why seven? Seven is a very important number. It stands for the seven sacraments of the Catholic Church. The seven days of creation. In Biblical numerology, seven is a number of perfection. To celebrate this, they have 7 fish dishes. Traditionally the fishes used were: calamari, scungilli (a large marine snail), Baccalà (dry, salt cod), shrimp, clams served with pasta, mussels, and some type of big fish usually snapper, trout, tuna, or salmon. These days they are not too picky and a lot of families have a seafood salad or a seafood stew with 7 fishes rather than 7 different courses. It's easier and takes a lot less time to prepare.

For Italian's, Christmas Day begins with an antipasto plate. Then comes soup. Then a pasta dish and a meat course. They finish up with salad.

Later there is fruit and sandwiches. How they can eat a sandwich after all that I'll never know.

Finally comes the "Venetian table". Cookies, pastries, and other desserts. This is followed by coffee with anisette. All this is, from beginning to finish, accompanied with a good red wine.

Phew! I'm stuffed just thinking about it!

Here are some recipes should you want to celebrate like an Italian!

Fried Calamari

Baked Shrimp

Baccala

posted by Kitty Thursday, December 18, 2003

Kitten Gifts

It's a well known fact around my house that if you buy me a gift, you better have a top secret hiding place for it or I'll find it. You also better not leave evidence of the gift laying around because...I'll find it. Case in point: The other night I get home from work and Greg is settled on the sofa with a grin on his face. There are also gifts under the tree that were not there when I left that morning. I put my purse down on the table and I see one of those gift cards you get from department stores when they give you a free box....and the name of the department store is embossed on the card. I pick it up and it says "Neiman Marcus".

Whoa! Neiman Marcus?

I think about it for 3 seconds and recall I asked for some perfume that you can only get at Neiman Marcus. This is the one and only thing I will ever receive from that store. I walk over to Mr. Cox on the sofa and inform him that he left this card laying on the table and now I know what's in one of the boxes under the tree. He tells me he found that in some box in the garage and not to get my hopes up because I'm not getting whatever I think I'm getting from Neiman Marcus.

Nice try, sweetie, but I know.

He also left a stack of about a half dozen receipts laying in his computer room which I sauntered over to and picked up and started thumbing thru. He wrestled them away from me before I got a chance to see where they were from and what was on them. And, I can't get into trouble for finding any of this....it was all laying around out in the open.

I will never understand people who don't have wild curiosity about their gifts like I do. Greg is one of these people. He has no curiosity whatsoever. I told him a small package would be showing up via US Mail and, since he gets home before me, he was not to look at it, touch it, shake it....nothing. Yesterday I get home and he tells me the package is in the mail box. I'm almost positive he didn't investigate it. Now, if it were me in that position, I'd be shaking, reading labels, x-raying....

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Before I sign off, I have to share this with all of you. Be sure to watch the slide show. Pretty cute.

posted by Kitty Wednesday, December 17, 2003

Dear Santa

I saw this the other day on one of the sites I visit and thought it was funny.

Dear Santa,
I confess to being a bit wicked this year but feel I have paid for that by having the frat boys live above and below me with their parties and yelling at all hours of the night, every night. So with that logic, I think perhaps I deserve something for Christmas. All I'm asking for is that lovely little flat across the way, you know, that beautiful spacious two bedroom (two bedrooms!) one that is quiet and calm. I would really like to have that and move in ASAP. If you could arrange that, Santa, I promise to try to refrain from swearing like a trooper and laughing at people stuck in traffic as we pass them in the carpool lanes. Oh, and if you feel that somehow a little extra could be squeezed in, there are some books that I've been wanting, as well as some lovely little bits from anthropologie.com. But that's all bonus as it's the flat that I am truly swooning for.

xo
Alex

I love the bit about laughing at people stuck in traffic :)

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Want to see what the top 20 toys of '03 are? Check them out. I'd go for the giant doll house and the Barbie doll if I was making out a list. Such a girl, I tell you.

posted by Kitty Tuesday, December 16, 2003

Vampire Bumble Bee

Ever seen a vampire bumble bee? I have. Where, you ask? In my dream last night.

I seriously considered not telling all of you about this because I knew it would only fuel those rumors of me being strange and in need of medical help. But I figured what the heck....you'll think it even if I don't tell you, so I might as well share.

I don't remember very much of it except that I was a life size vampire bumble bee. I had on a yellow and black bumble bee costume and fangs. And not those fake plastic fangs...these were real. I was flying around in the lobby of a ritzy hotel and there was at some kind of formal event going on ~ I think it may have been New Years Eve. No one seemed especially scared of me, which is odd, because if I saw a vampire bumble bee flying around, I'd be running for my life. I don't think I bit anyone....I don't remember it if I did. Oh, and my stinger was on my nose. Kind of like the Tin Man's nose from the Wizard Of Oz but it came to a sharp point. And boy could I fly fast! I was zipping around at top speed.

So there you have it ~ a look into my twisted dream. I have no desire to know what it means...it probably isn't good.

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There is a radio station that's playing Christmas music 24/7. I liked it at first, but now all they seem to play is "I'll be home for Christmas" and "Jingle Bells". I suppose they think it's fine to do that so long as they have a different person signing it each time. I have not heard some of my most favorite songs played at all. There is one called "Little Toy Trains" by some woman who I don't know, and since I don't have it on a CD, my only chance of hearing it is while I'm listening to the radio. I may have to call in and request it.

Since I'm on the subject, I'd like to dedicate a Christmas song to my honey, Greg :)

Santa Baby

Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, an out-of-space convertible too, Light Blue
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh so good
If you'd check off my Christmas list

Santa honey, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot
I've been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, and fill my stocking with a duplex, and checks
Sign your 'X' on the line
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me, too

bah doopy-do

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don't mean on the phone
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Hurry down the chimney toniiiggghhht

posted by Kitty Monday, December 15, 2003

Star Match

Someone told me about Celeb Match. It finds the celebrity you are the most compatible with. I checked it out and told it to find my best matches based on the day/year I was born. Here are my top matches:

David Wenham 98%
Jon Favreau 97%
Owen Hart 97%
Andre Agassi 97%
Eric Stoltz 97%

These are worse that that crappy fortune I got! Does this thing find the match you are least attracted to? The only one on the list I know is Andre Agassi, and he doesn't exactly ring my bell. So I look up these other people and....well....no bell ringing going on there either. The one that disturbs me the most is Owen Heart. I have no idea who he is, so I did a Google search and this is what I found for him. Okay, what the heck is that?! Trust me when I say, I'd never consider this person a match for me. Never in 100 years would I be seen with a man who wears a getup like that. Plus, he's dead!

The only saving grace to all this was I asked the thing to calculate my chemistry with Dylan McDermott ~ he's such a honey! I score a 93% with him ~ wooo hooo!

Of course, I already have my perfect match at home . *wink*

posted by Kitty Wednesday, December 10, 2003

Confucius Gives Bogus Fortune

Yesterday I opened a fortune cookie and it said:

"you are a practical person with your feet on the ground"

What kind of lame fortune this that!? That's not a fortune!! What happen to stuff like "lot's of money is in your future" or "you will grow old gracefully". I think I should write to The Peking Noodle Co. and tell them to get new fortune cookie writer/predictor because the one they have now sucks. They need to get the dude back who wrote my favorite fortune of all time:

"you will get new clothes"

How much does that fortune rock!! I saved it and it's on the wall outside my office.

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Hold onto your seats for this. There is a guy who says he can hypnotize you over the internet.

Rolling eyes here

So I checked out his site and I laughed when I heard his voice on the intro page. He's from India and the accent is thick and he either speaks realllly fast or they have the recording set to play at light speed. So I get past that thinking there is no way this guy could hypnotize me with that voice even if he was legitimate. Turns out it isn't his voice, but it didn't matter. I listened to the voice, watched the dot on the screen...nothing happened. Can you imagine my shock! chuckle

Maybe it will work for you. Visit Dr. J.H. Rabaikal's site and let me know what happens.

posted by Kitty Tuesday, December 09, 2003

Headlines....

Man fishing in Galveston Bay finds torso in a suitcase
except from story:
HOUSTON – A man fishing in Galveston Bay found a torso inside a suitcase floating in the water shortly before he spotted a plastic bag that contained a head, authorities said.

The body parts were discovered Sunday, about a mile from where another headless torso was discovered two years ago in a widely publicized case involving New York real estate heir Robert Durst, authorities said. Durst was tried for murder and was acquitted of the charge last month.

Me says: Please Lord, do not let me ever find body parts....

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Northeast digs out after season's first major snowstorm
except:
BOSTON – Some schools stayed closed Monday morning and airlines struggled to catch up as the Northeast plowed out after the powerful weekend snowstorm that piled snow nearly 4 feet deep in places. Thirteen deaths were linked to the storm.

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Divisive return of 'Battlestar Galactica'
excerpt:
LOS ANGELES, California -- "Battlestar Galactica" is returning as a four-hour miniseries, backed by hype befitting a science fiction classic in the same galaxy as "Star Wars" or "Star Trek."

Never mind that this classic was a campy space opera that lasted just one season.

When it premiered on ABC in 1978, the special-effects dazzler was the most highly publicized new series of that season. Lorne Greene starred as Adama, the commander of a ragtag band of refugees in search of a lost planet called Earth after a band of robotic Cylons wiped out much of humankind.

In the new version, airing Monday and Tuesday on the Sci Fi Channel (9 p.m. EST), Edward James Olmos takes over as Adama; Jamie Bamber is his son, Apollo (originally played by Richard Hatch); and the hotheaded pilot, Starbuck, is now a woman, played by Katee Sackhoff (Dirk Benedict was the original).

While the original series' thematic core remains -- the human struggle for survival -- a lot has changed.

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Totally off the headline topic.....

I will leave you all with this today. Look back over the year and think about your actions and attitude. Were they good and kind? Did you help those around you when you could? Did you speak kindly of the people you know? Be honest....

Many of us forget the not so nice things we've done, yet can clearly remember all the kind things we've done for others. Our memory is funny that way. But could it be that the not so nice things outweigh the kind things? Again, be honest....

I watched "A Christmas Carol" over the weekend and there is one part of that movie that always gets to me. It's when Jacob Marley's ghost visits Scrooge. He tells him that if you are not a good person in life, your spirit is condemned after death and is doomed to wander through the world and witness what it cannot share, but might have shared while on earth. Who knows if this really happens...we will all find out someday. But it really makes you think....well, makes me think.

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A quote from the movie:

"I wear the iron chain I forged in life. I earned it link by link, yard by yard. It's a ponderous chain. Do you know the length and weight of the strong chain you bare?" Jabob's ghost asked.

Scrooge glanced around him on the floor, in the expectation of finding himself surrounded by a heavy iron chain: but could see nothing.

"It was as long and as heavy as mine 7 Christmas Eves ago. You have labored on it since, Ebenezer...." said Jacob's ghost.
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I believe it's important to try to keep the Christmas spirit in your heart all year long. Be kind and generous. Keep that iron chain in mind all year long.

posted by Kitty Monday, December 08, 2003

Name That Tune

I know 95% of you have heard this song. It's one of those that will never die. Here is a snippet for you to work on.

"I was a lonely teenaged broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and my pick-up truck
But I knew that I was outta luck,
the day ...."

Name That Tune!

And don't use Mr. Internet to help you figure it out!

posted by Kitty Wednesday, December 03, 2003

Once a thief...

Always a thief?

I don't think so. Well, not in my case at least.

I got some email that made me think about this. When I was about 9 or 10....maybe a little younger even, I played with these two sisters that lived across the street from my house. They were a little on the delinquent side. One sister was my age and the other was about 3 years older. Right around Christmas they invited me to go shopping with them up at Thrifty's (now known as Rtie Aid). I went along and found out we were going shoplifting! I was scared and excited all at the same time. When we got there, the store employees started tailing the older sister right away. She must have been a "regular" there. That left the younger sister and me pretty much unwatched. This place had all that cheap jewelry that young girls look at and swoon over. I saw this really awful bracelet that was made of yellow and white beads the size of your eyeballs. I call it awful now, but back then I remember gasping and thinking that would be perfect for my Mom for Christmas! Thank goodness my taste in jewelry has improved! I eyed it for a good five minutes before I put it in my pocket. Then I took it out and put it back. Then put it back in my pocket again a few minutes later. These sales people were worthless at security. For as many times as I took it in and out of my pocket, they should have caught me at least once!

But when it came down to really stealing it, I just couldn't do it. Frustrated and annoyed at my conscious talking to me, the younger sister took the bracelet and stuffed it in her pocket. She was concerned someone would notice my inability to make a shoplifting decision. When we walked out, I was never so scared in my life. She gave me the bracelet when we were no longer in sight. Part of me was on this high from getting away with it, and part of me knew it was really wrong. But the sisters didn't seem to see the wrong side of it, so that helped me feel less guilty. I was so excited to give my Mom real jewelry and not something made from string and macaroni!

I got home and wrapped it up and tootled right out and told my Mom to check under the Christmas tree for a new gift. She did the whole ritual of shaking it, taking a few guesses, and looking excited. I'm sure she thought it was a bunch of little rocks I'd found in the canyon and panted to look like lady bugs....a common gift I gave everyone. I was so excited that I could hardly stand it.

I woke up that night and burst out crying. My conscious had been working overtime on me. I felt terrible and went in and woke my Mom up and made her come out to the tree and open the gift I'd been so excited about that afternoon. When she saw it, she asked where I had got it from. Somehow thru all the tears, I managed to tell her the whole story of my shoplifting trip. She hugged me and told me she wasn't mad, but that I had to give the bracelet back to the sisters. I did so the very next day. And I was forbidden to go to the store with them ever again. Tho that wasn't a problem, I had no desire to go again.

I'm a little surprised she didn't make me return it to the store, but I guess if I had, I might have got into trouble or been forbidden to go in the store again. I think she knew I felt like scum of the earth and that was enough punishment.

I've never talked to her about that. I wonder if she remembers....

posted by Kitty Tuesday, December 02, 2003

From Love to Adventure and onto VCR's

I used to like Celine Dion, but now I can hardly stand to listen to her. She mostly sings love songs....so naturally the word love is in the lyrics. What's the big deal, you ask? Well she has this tendency to put an rrrr in the word love. Something like this:

~excerpt from the theme to Titanic~

Lovrrrre was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on...

It's not every time she says love, but 9 times out of 10, she's got the rrrr going. It makes me crazy! Listen next time you hear her sing....you'll see what I mean.

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I don't watch Survivor, but I know plenty of people who do. I hear about what's going on and it seems interesting, but I just don't care to watch. This morning I heard that next seasons cast aways will be former Survivors who were kicked off the show. Now that seems interesting. Are they going to pick all the strong smart ones? I sense a cat fight (or two) next season.

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Again, more reality TV. The Bachelor. Didn't watch it, but the radio station I listen to on the way to work always seemed to be talking about the show so I usually had some idea about what's going on. The Trista and Ryan union sparked my curiosity. When I heard they were to be married on TV, I set my VCR to record it. Turns out there are several episodes and they won't get married for a few more weeks. It's a good thing because last week when I was in San Francisco, my VCR didn't record the show. Greg announced when we got home that the VCR was on and it needs to be off for it to record. I know I set it and I am positive I know what happened.

My Mom came over to our house to sit with our cats for an hour or so each day while we were gone and to fed them. She watched TV while she was there. I'd bet good money she mistook the VCR remote for the TV remote. It's likely she sat there for five minutes pushing the on/off button to the VCR saying:

"Why won't this darn TV turn on!"

Then she saw the TV remote. This one has even more buttons (we have digital TV), so I wonder if she was even able to figure out how to change the channel.

So in all this commotion she left the VCR turned on and nothing recorded all week long. I love my Mom, but she has no clue about things like VCR's, computers, etc. I'm sure she had no idea she botched my recording up. It's okay, my cat's got fed and loved, and she's really good at that :-)

posted by Kitty Monday, December 01, 2003

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