My Favorite Things- BFF 147

    

      When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I am feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things and then I don’t feel so bad!! Sing along if you know it!! I can’t imagine too many people around who don’t recognize this song, or the classic movie “The Sound of Music” from which it comes.

What makes me happy?? What are my favorite things?? I had to really think about this so I could compile a good list. So here it goes in no particular order…

1. I love cats! Petting a soft contented feline who is sashaying around my hand vibrating with happiness as I caress it would have to rank right up there as one of my favorite things. I love their big bushy tails and have often wondered how they purr! When I was little I used to wish our cats would purr for me. They rarely did. Perhaps it was my tendency to chase them, tackle them like a linebacker, and squash them that put them off. Happily my three cats today: Pansy, Snuggle Puss, and Rosie have the good sense to purr every time I look at them, let alone pet them.

2. I love my dogs because they love me. My favorite thing about my dogs Jolly, Puppy Love, and Tia is that wherever I am they are close by. When I go to sleep at night they snuggle up at my side keeping me toasty warm. The only time they leave my side is when my husband comes home. Then they fight to all snuggle up to him.

3. I love waking up in the morning to discover the world covered with a fresh blanket of the white stuff. Before it has been touched by footprints and the cars have turned it into blackened slush, I love how the snow turns the world into a wintry world of white. It is so magical!

4. I love sitting in the dark and gazing at my lighted Christmas tree in the silence.

5. I love eating cotton candy!! Cotton candy is definitely one of my favorite things!

6. I love watching movies!! Movies that thrill, make me laugh, make me cry, and make me smile!! I am not too thrilled with the kind that scare the be Je$u$ out of me though. I tend to avoid the ones that would give me nightmares. I love feel good movies, movies with amazing effects, or movies that excite me.

7. I love zooming around the neighborhood with my husband and kids on the golf cart!

8. I love to play games with my kids! I love card games, board games, and LEGO games, so count me in!!

9. I love the beauty of the sea and watching the tide lap in and out on the sand.

10. Last but certainly not least, I love to laugh!! It sure as hell beats crying. Laughing is one of my favorite things.

     I am sure I have more favorite things and the list could go on forever to infinity and beyond. Still here is a list, and that is all that is required, just a few of my favorite things! Just a note, loving G0d is a given like breathing so I didn’t include it on the “list”. That is all I have until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.

Talking in Your Sleep- BFF 133

       My Dad used to snore so loud you could have compared it to laying next to a roaring chainsaw.  Still my mother who experienced it first hand often complained it sounded more like he was talking Chinese.   


       

      One night we had retired for the night.  The house was enveloped in silence and darkness.  It was one of those not a creature was stirring kind of nights.  Even the cats had found warm places to curl up and sleep.  One cat in particular would experience the fright of its life.    


      On this particular night a golden tabby cat who had a special fondness for my Dad had chosen to burrow under the covers snuggling in close to his legs before falling asleep.  Even the tremors of his snoring and Chinese reverberated down the hall,  I soon succumbed to dreamland.  All of a sudden I was awakened by the sounds of a yowling cat, claws scratching the tile, and the definite sound of upchucking.   I raced from my bed to discover what in the world was going on.

       To my surprise I found my mother laughing hysterically as the cat upchucked in the hall.  To make a long story short my Dad had farted on the cat in his sleep and blew that poor feline clear off the bed!  It raced from the room in terror making a terrible racket in it's wake.  The smell alone upset the cat so bad it proceeded to dry heave in the hallway.  My mom and I couldn’t stop laughing, and I nearly peed my pants from laughing so hard.

        After all the racket that my mom, the cat, and I made, my dad finally stumbled out to the hallway to see what was going on.  He found it hard to believe that one sonic boom of a fart could have created such a disturbance and thought we were both full of it.    Not only had the sheer loudness of it scared the be Je$u$ out of my mother, it had also caused the poor cat to flee in terror and upchuck in the hallway.  That night will live on in family folklore and my memories for eternity.   It was the night my dad dropped the bomb to the detriment of one unsuspecting pussy cat.   The cat survived the ordeal relatively unscathed and never again dared to sleep anywhere near my dad again.  Until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a truckers wife.

What I Love Best!- BFF 126

      The girls over at Blogging for Fun have challenged me to write about what I love.  Since I make a pretty constant practice of proclaiming my undying love for my husband and kids, I thought I would focus on some other stuff I love instead.
  

      I love music!  I love anything with a beat, and anything with a message that stirs my heart.  When I was growing up I got into my head that I wanted to learn to play the piano, so I taught myself how to read music to play…well.  I used to love and sit and play every single song in a songbook. The harder the piece the better.   I also love anything with a beat that rocks or has a message that rocks my soul.  I love to sing along at the top of my lungs while bopping to the beat.  I also discovered a new passion playing the drums on the game Rock Band for Wii.  

        I love to crochet!!  The harder the stitches, the more challenge, the more fun it is! That was something else I made up my mind I wanted to learn how to do. My mom bought me a book when I was young and I sat down and taught myself.  There is nothing better than working on a project while watching a movie on a cold winter evening. 

        I love movies!!! I love to laugh, so I love comedies.  The funnier, the better!! I have a vast collection of movies that continue to grow.  If I love it, or it touches me, I have got to have it!!!

         I love to read.  My favorite series by far is the Harry Potter books by J. K. Rowling. 
 I love the whole magical world of Hogwarts.  I love the movies!  I love the movie “Gone With the Wind”, the book of the same title, and the sequel.  I love anything written by Danielle Steel, Debbie Macomber, and Nora Roberts.  I have a whole slew of favorite authors, but those are the top ones that come to mind.

          I am a big kid, and I love games.  What began as a favorite past time with my mom and dad continues to this day with my own kids.  I love to play cards, Lego games, and board games.

         I love to cook!  I love to make a recipe my own!!  I have a collection of favorite recipes that I have perfected .  The only downside of this love, is that I hate doing dishes.  Got to take the good with the bad with that one.


         I love to write.  I love to work on my website from the posts to the design to the music that brings it to life.   I love the whole creative process.  

         Although I love my dogs,  I have loved cats since birth.  I am fascinated with their big long bushy tails and love to entice them into singing a few bars for me.   I love their “make me like you!” attitude which is so much like my own.


    

      I am one of those nut jobs that love winter and the beauty of snow.  I would rather freeze my a$$ off than roast to death.  I love Christmas and the magic of a Christmas snow.

      Last but certainly not least, I love to laugh!  Just like the old dude in Mary Poppins, I would be dancing on the ceiling if it were possible literally laughing my a$$ off at the tiniest things until tears are streaming down my face and I am literally choking on myself.  I love being silly, and it seems I get sillier with age.  Mooning is definitely not out of the question.  I love to proclaim that I am a few sandwiches short of a picnic or loony as a tune, because that is exactly what I am and proud of it.  I tend to live life having more fun than a one legged man in an ass kicking contest just because life is to short not to.  Until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a truckers wife.
       

Addicted to Cats!!

       Earlier this month a new fur baby joined my menagerie of pets.  My kids and I have a terrible weakness for anything small, soft, and cuddly.  We are addicted!!  Even though I knew without a shadow of a doubt that my husband would blow a blood vessel if I brought home another cat, I defiantly went off and picked up a kitten.  Someone should truly start a furry babies anonymous group with  a fool proof 12 step program for people like me!!

      To be fair, when I had first laid eyes on this precious ball of fur, I barely gave her a second notice because the lady who was giving free kittens away proclaimed her granddaughter had already spoken for her.  Since the rest of the brood were males,  I stuck up my nose at the lot and much to my kids disappointment left the house that day without a new kitten in tow.  I have two female cats already and bringing a male into the house, no matter how small would eventually result in a population explosion of kittens in every nook and cranny.  That was something I wanted to avoid at all costs!!   The lady took my name and number just in case her granddaughter had a change of heart and picked another.  I didn’t think that likely, so I chose to forget about the kitten.

       I was proud of my ability to walk away!!  I felt much the same way a recovering alcoholic feels when they turn away a glass of their favorite poison.  My husband, as always, was on the road working.  I called him up when I got home proclaiming my success at walking away!! Just saying NO!  Instead of being happy, he went ape $hit railing at me!!    How I could even consider looking at another cat as much as he hates them?   

        As fate would have it, the lady called the next day saying her granddaughter had chosen one of the males, and if I would still like the black kitten she was available.  Right before her phone call my husband had telephoned informing me I needed to call about a jeep he had seen for sale in the neighborhood.  Now it was my turn to lose it!!  We needed another vehicle about as much as I needed a hole in my head.  I hung up on him and went and brought home that little kitten then and there!  I would show him!!  After all, I was free, white, and way over 21 and there was going to be no one who was going to tell me what to do!!  Especially some young whipper snapper like him!!  (He is 6 years younger than me for information purposes.)  

          Even though he went ballistic at the time at my audacity, by the time he came home he marched right in and picked up the new kitten and made fast friends with her.  Wonders never cease!!

         She loves to play bite, climb curtains, chase our feet when we walk, and lets loose with a meow the size of an elephant when she wants attention.  Anything on the floor is fair game for adventure and becomes a quick toy.  She is the first cat I have ever seen that loves to burrow deep under the covers in search of warmth.  The new addition has already become a lovable addition to our family’s menagerie of pets and I am so glad I brought her home!  Until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.