Luxury my ass!!

Now, I am not a girlie girl and far from high maintenance, but I do have standards and right now, they are being tested! I am currently prepping a job on a ranch about 30 miles north of LA. I can understand the less than comfortable amenities that are available for the 25 of us that are up there right now due to the budgetary constraints and the small crew, but it seems that somewhere along the line, saving a little money has crossed over into lowering our standards of living. The 22 men that we must share this "luxury" bathroom with are pigs and while it has a nuclear air freshener in it that withstands even the most horrendous bombs, it is what we find on the floor and left over in the bowl that makes us want to loose our lunch. Some days my 2 other female crew and I actually refrain from drinking large amounts of water just to avoid the "luxury" loo and hold it for the local gas station bathroom, which I hate to say, seems like a 5 star hotel some days in comparison.
But alas, the show must go on and soon the rest of the crew will show up and more restrooms will become available. For now, we will just look at this as a way of building character and pray for a Star Waggon 2-Banger to show up in the near future. For those of you in the industry, I know you can sympathize. To those who have never been through this, maybe the next time you go to pee in your office restroom, you'll look at it a little more fondly now.

Boys Will Be Boys

There is a present missing from under the tree and no, Jess did not take it (for those of you who know him and his ability to figure out the present by the box.) It seems that on Thursday, the boys got up to no good while we were at work and managed to find, drag out from under the tree, and OPEN their gift from Auntie Sara. Who knew cat nip was so powerful!!! At least they were nice enough to leave the wrapping next to the garbage bin.

Santa?

We put our first tree as a married couple up this weekend. Well, actually, I went to the corner lot and bought a tree and rolled it back on my little luggage cart while Jess was at work. I decorated it and tied it to the table before he got home, but he brought home pizza, yummy salad and cheesy bread from Dagwoods, so he is forgiven.
It is a little tree, but I am hoping it will be full of memories as we create our new Christmas traditions as a couple. Hopefully it isn't too small and Santa forgets about us. I will be sure that we leave the "special" cookies for him and a nice tall glass of spiked Egg Nog to entice him to our apartment.
Hopefully the cats don't tear it to shreds in the mean time.

It's coming!

The roads will be a mess, the "natives" will act like the world is ending, rush hour will be rush hours and hours and hours, but I will be smiling. I love the rain. I love the gray clouds, I love the cold winter breeze and I love curling up on the couch with my husband and listening to the drops as they hit the window.

My brother will be so proud that I put up a weather map on my blog. And so will my father in law come to think of it! Meteorology geeks!

A miracle in a litte pouch.

These things are the greatest things on the planet. For years I have fought to stuff pills down my animal's throats when they were sick. I've held their mouths shut to keep the pill down, massaged their necks to help them swallow, fought with them, been scratched by them, played the waiting game with them and generally felt like shit when it was all over. I knew it is all for their own good, but when you look into their eyes and they are asking you why you are doing this to them, it breaks your heart. However, those days are over. With Kash's recent trip to the vet, he came home with antibiotics and a suggestion to try Pill Pockets. Now, I was ready to fight because I knew it was for his own good and I knew I could get that damn pill down him because, let's face it, I am not afraid. But 10 days of fighting with him was not going to be fun. This is a cat who is not even a huge fan of being held. I thought maybe for the first time in my life I might try the easy road instead of the hard road first. Who am I trying to prove something to anyway? $7 later, I stuffed the little pill in the pocket and **presto** - Kash ate it up like it was candy. Now when he hears the bottle of antibiotics open, he rises up and puts his paws on my leg and reaches up for it. WOW! A cat that wants to take his medication. Now if I could just get him to stop flinging his food all over the kitchen!

Our newest family member.

Meet Tucker. He is our new Nabaztag Bunny. As far as wedding gifts go, this is one of the most entertaining. He talks to us, he plays with his ears, he tells us the weather and what time it is, he will even tell me if I have new email once I figure out how that is set up. We have appropriately tattooed him to fit in with the family and he is adjusting well. Kash still isn't sure what to do with him, but they will be life long friends soon I am sure.

This will make you think!

World Clock