Red Shelves and Crazy Hissing Neighbors

2011-10-07T19:51:00.003-05:00

I'm a pretty lazy person. That's just the honest truth. I would love to spend all day reading a book, browsing the web, or even better, doing both at the same time. I don't usually do this because I have three children, one of which I'm homeschooling, and if I did this nothing would ever get done and everyone would suffer. I'm not a fan of suffering.

Occasionally I go into these !Igottagetthingsdonerightnow! phases where I... you guessed it... feel the need to do copious amounts of cleaning/sorting/rearranging. It doesn't last long. Most of the time I get halfway through and think to myself:

"What is wrong with me? Why am I doing this? Isn't this why I had kids? So they could do this?"

But no, the task I've set myself is usually to large or intricate to allocate anything but the simplest jobs to my children. I soon become frustrated because I can't quit. If half the house is awesome clean; the rest will just look ridiculous if I don't finish.

Something like this happened to me this week. I completely cleaned and rearranged my youngest son's room.

It was during this time that I realized he had way too many toys and not nearly enough shelving. I set out to fix that.

I eventually took one of my husband's shelving units from our garage and decided to paint it red. I started great! I was all "Yes I can do this!"

After the first two coats, however, I remembered how hard a color red was to paint with and I was like "Why didn't I just throw those excess toys away?"

Now why did I tell you all this? Mostly to explain what I was doing in my garage at 11:30 at night covered in red paint. I had procrastinated after coat number two and at 11:15 I realized if I didn't finish right then it would be another whole day before I could finish my son's room and that just wasn't acceptable. Not at all.

So there I am, in my garage at 11:30, mourning the fact that my pillow is so desperately lonely without my head to keep it company, when something decidedly odd happened.

I had just finished a shelf when I heard a noise and almost peed myself when I saw 5 set of glowing eyes staring at me from under my car. As I was clutching my chest trying to will my heart to slow down a Mother cat and her four babies sauntered out and started exploring my garage.

No big deal.

I resumed my painting, slightly more paranoid, but no worse for the scare. A few minutes pass and then I heard a door open and saw my neighbor from across the street poke her head out. The neighbor whose cat was in my garage.

"Here ting-ting!" She called. The cat and its babies all leaped up and started across the street. When the Mother cat was almost at the door the woman, who was still just a head poking out of her doorway, Let out a vicious hiss in the cat's direction and then slammed the door.

...?!?!?!

I froze. The cat froze. The babies continued frolicking as baby cats do.

I sat there for a moment before letting out a bewildered chuckle. Seriously? Was this woman... taunting her cat? What was her purpose in calling the cat and then hissing at it?

The fact that the cat was still frozen in it's spot, seeming in disbelief, was just hilarious to me. It was standing there staring at the door. I really wish I knew what it was thinking.

I sat there and as I painted I thought about what that crazy Hissing Woman was thinking. I finally came to the conclusion that she was either

A.) Jealous that the cat's were hanging around me. Maybe she was seriously possessive of her cats? I dunno, seemed a bit implausible.

B.) At least a little crazy. This seemed to be the most probable answer.

Not too long after that a car pulled up in front of the hissing woman's house and Lady stepped out (hissing woman's sister) and was bombarded by the cat family.

Hissing Woman came outside to greet her.

Sister: Hey how was your day?

H.W.: It was pretty good, you?

Sister: Okay. What are the cat's still doing outside?

H.W.: They didn't come when I called them in a while ago.

What?!?! I seriously had to restrain myself from yelling across the street. What a liar, right? Although, I can't really blame her for lying. I mean what would she have said?

"Oh, well I called them in a while ago, but when they got close enough I hissed at them and then slammed the door."

Yeah, because that's completely reasonable and not crazy at all. Yeah.

They soon went in and I finished my shelf, chuckling occasionally. When I went to bed that night I thought about my odd !hurryupanddothings! habit, but I couldn't help but think it was way less odd than hissing at cats.

New Shoes and the Completely Opposite Reaction of Two Boys

2011-10-05T23:03:00.001-05:00

So, I got some new shoes. 5 inch nude colored platform wedges. Lovely, yes? I think so anyway. Not really very interesting, but my sons completely opposite reactions to my wearing of said shoes was.

Elijah (8), in typical male fashion, was completely oblivious to the fact that I was even wearing shoes. He eventually looked up at me and noticed that I was no longer eye level and asked :

"Why are you so tall?" Then noticing the shoes, laughed under his breath. "You can't keep those on forever." Then walked off laughing as if I were the silliest thing he had ever seen. Yeah.

Mark (5) noticed them as soon as he saw me. His reaction?

"Oh. My. Gosh! Those are adorable!" It was hard, but I did refrain from laughing. Barely.

Here we are. Yet again.

2011-10-05T22:54:00.000-05:00

Yes, I have decided to return to blogging. Surprised? I was, I'll tell you that right now. I was painting my son's bookshelf (red if you care) and I watched by neighbor do something utterly ridiculous. Seriously it was.

"I should facebook this." I said to myself. )Yes, I talk to myself.) But then I realized it would be too long and no one would read it and blah blah blah, so here I am!

Happy? Yes!

I actually have a whole notebook full of funny situations that have happened to, or around me. Where else to put them but here?

Anyway, I posted this picture because it's really all I had on such short notice. He doesn't always look like that when I kiss him. Honest.

More post to come. Interesting ones too! *Claps*

2008-07-08T05:49:00.014-05:00

I really like to take pictures. If you know me at all you know that my camera goes with me almost everywhere I go, except of course to cubbies ... thats just asking for it to get broken : ) . So i thought I'd post a few of my favorite pictures that we have taken since being here on this island. Enjoy!

Atypically Mine

Red Shelves and Crazy Hissing Neighbors

New Shoes and the Completely Opposite Reaction of Two Boys

Here we are. Yet again.