Saturday, July 29, 2006

The Weekend of Hillbilly!

Since this is Rob's weekend for being off, it's typically our weekend to go be hillbillies at the campground.

Yesterday morning, I'd say about 4:30/5:00, I'm hearing this faint mewing sound. It's VERY close to my bed. So, I get up to see how the babies are doing. The kittens have been living in Cassi's room, but, all of a sudden, I don't see them.

You see, MOM, decided she was putting them UNDER my bed. This just can't happen. Charlie, our other adult female, who absolutely detests the kittens, LIVES in our bedroom. That is her domain. So, when I try to move them BACK to the bedroom, mom wants to bring them back out.

We compromised. I brought them out to the living room. Our living room/dining room is 13 feet wide by 28 feet long. In one corner, where I wanted to put the kittens before, is where they now live. We're DEFINITELY watching for them since now they're out in the public. But, for the most part, they are staying in their corner.

But, our day SUCKED! Our sleeping was sooo off. Plus, after getting them out into the living room, and the kittens going back to sleep, Popeye, the orange one, decides he's going to be my shadow and doesn't want to sleep, except for with me. I can drape an arm across my breast and have him lay on his back so I can rub his belly. Then, he falls asleep. I ended up laying in the recliner with him in my arms. We both take a nap.

So, Rob's sleep is REALLY off. I wake up after a short nap, which is also after taking Cassi to her last day of school, when he decides to go to sleep. AND, he's asleep until after 2pm! Not only is he still recovering from this day, he's still recovering from 6 straight 12-hour shifts at the Cleveland Clinic. Very tiring, but rewarding to him.

The first thing he says to me is, "Let's go camping." Well, I've got laundry to wash, dishes to put in the dishwasher, etc. Plus, there's chicken out that needs to be cooked before we go. Within 3 hours, I get 2 loads of laundry washed, 1 load of dishes in the dishwasher and running, garbage out, kitty litter emptied and food refilled, and stuff packed for the campground. Plus, I cook dinner before we go, chicken breast for chicken salads.

We get down to the campground and get the beds remade. Because it was VERY humid the last time we were down, we brought all our blankies and such home to wash. That was 2 days of laundry. So, we had a VERY full car of a box fan, blankies, etc.

Because it's almost "that time" for me, I'm ready for bed by 9 and am actually asleep by 9:30. Cassi slept with me because all the JUNK laying on my bed goes in a storage tub under the camper. I think we both had a tough time sleeping. She kept throwing her sheet off, and I was chilly and used a blankie.

In the middle of the night, I had to get up and potty because I didn't before I fell asleep. Rob is still up. Of course, because he slept all day Friday, he was still awake. Because our camper is small, we use the campground's bath house for potty and showers. After I get back to bed and asleep, I can feel my hips digging into the "mattress" on my bed. By morning, don't even know what time I got up, my hips and back hurt.

Today, we spent time with friends, visiting and walking. We took Cassi up to the play area and relaxed a little. While there, we found 10 cents. We're RICH!

By the afternoon, it was so hot, just way too hot to stay. We came home. We checked on the babies, played a little, and cooled off. We'll be taking the camping on a case-by-case basis for the rest of this year. If it's hot like it has been, we may just not go because of the "no air" problem.

So, we're home now. Not sure what we're doing tomorrow. We'll know when we get up. I do know that I've got at least 3 loads of laundry to wash, dishes to do, garbage to take out. HMMM, seems like I've done this recently! Plus, I've got a living room and dining room to clean up.

That's it for tonight. It's almost midnight. I SHOULD go to bed soon!

Love to all,
8^ )

Friday, July 28, 2006

Okay, now it's my turn at the topic fo the day: someone getting fired for their blog.

First, I don't know all the exacts about the person, the blog, or the situation leading up to this person being fired.

I agree that blogging SHOULD NOT be done at work. If you don't have enough to do that you are blogging on company time, you should be fired. Next, if you are talking bad about your job, your co-workers and giving out names, you could be sued for slander. Don't talk about your job on your blog. If you can generalize your job to talk about it, that no one would be offended, that would be fine.

Next, for those people searching their names on the search engines, I have NO PROBLEM looking for myself and finding it on the search engines. This is because of 3 things:
  1. Rob and I run a home-based business. With this business, it is imperative that people know who you are and have a way to find you. We have worked VERY HARD to get our web site on the search engines to be able to find us. By the way, the web site is:
  2. Next, I personally run a creative services business. This is my way to use my skills learned from Ernst & Young, a former employer, in a way to continue my skills while I am not employed. That web site is: As you can see, even if you searched my full name, you'll find it because that is my web site name.
  3. Finally, I don't care who sees my blog. I'm sick of being so introverted not be able to say my mind.

When I worked, blogging wasn't even part of the internet culture. At the time, emailing was the "in" thing to do. Yes, I did a lot of emailing, but my personal emails were small compared to the amount of emailing I did when I worked.

I am not going to change my blog. I know that once I finish school and have a job again, that I will not put specifics about my job or my coworkers on the blog. I will also NOT blog until I get home from work. I do know that if I need to write something down, I will keep a notepad around to keep my thoughts. BLOGGING will only be done at home, during off hours. Plus, if I feel the need to talk about my job, it will be in general to what I do. Plus, if I there is a reason for me to talk poorly about my co-workers and job, I shouldn't be there. I feel my job is where I can have a challenge and be occupied for the entire time I am being paid to be there.

With that, I'll close this. This topic was very strong, but I also wanted to make sure my thoughts and opinions had their voice.

Now, I'm getting off the soapbox. I've got some web design to do.

Love to all,
8^ )

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Thanks to PumpkinPrincess...

She suggested that I add the links for my other blogs on the main part of this blog. Well, originally, I did, until I switched to this template.

Today, with my unsurpassed knowledge of HTML (yep, I cheated with FrontPage), I was able to code in my links. Now, they come up on the left, with the links for my most recent messages and archived messages.


8^ )

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

My Second Theme Song...

After I thought about it, I have 2 theme songs. The first one, posted earlier, is about me and my struggle to find life "out there."

This one, is a more powerful song, but just as good, that talks about me. The song is also from Reba McEntire, (go figure!), called: I'm Gonna Take That Mountain. It is off her newest album "Room to Breathe." Here are the words:

I'm Gonna Take that mountain
I was born a stubborn soul
Aint afraid of the great unknown,
Nor the windin road that's all uphill
This is just a stumblin block
Intimidating wollow rock
If you think this broken heart
Will break my will

I'm gonna take that mountain
Aint nothing gonna slow me down
And there aint no way around it
Gonna leave it level with the ground
Aint just gonna cross it, climbit, fight it
I'm gonna take that mountain

It's overwhelmin lookin up
Knowin it's a challenge of me
Against this heartache to survive
I may slip and fall
But even if I have to crawl
I will break through
To the healin side

I'm gonna take that mountain
Aint nothing gonna slow me down
And there aint no way around it
Gonna leave it level with the ground
Aint just gonna cross it, climbit, fight it
I'm gonna take that mountain

I think the chorus is the best part that shows me.

Love to all,
8^ )
My Dreams...

Here is the information about my dream this morning:

"This morning, I woke from a WEIRD dream. For some reason, things in my past are getting skewed in my dreams. Anyway, when I worked for Tri-C, I had to administer an entrance exam for student nurses. Part of my dream, I was taking that test. But, the test came to life. Part of the test, I had to walk through a chicken coop. While walking through it, I had to think of the test and the questions. One of the questions was, "What do you smell, that, while walking through the coop you can see and feel?" The answer was chicken poop and pee!

Well, I was wearing a VERY nice dress, was dressed to the "9's" but was also wearing a hat for my head. Well, little did I know, but there were chickens running overhead in coops too. I couldn't believe how much it smelled.

Well, I ran out of there as quickly as I could. I threw my test down and said, "F**** it! I'm not taking this DAMNED test!" Then, I started crying. I woke up crying.

Okay, my dreams can get VERY vivid and feel real. So, at first I didn't want to walk this morning."

My dreams can be VERY REAL looking and feeling. I think part of my dream was because I was watching: 1. my Reba Greatest Moments special and 2. my ALL-TIME favorite movie Pure Country before going to bed at midnight. I honestly feel that some of my dreams are the product of what I watch and read before I go to bed.

So, how come I can't have a dream to figure out the lottery numbers? especially when the lottery reaches 100million+? I know somewhere, in one of my dreams, I won 4 million dollars. But, where the money went, I couldn't tell you.

Numbers are REALLY BIG on my dream meters. I had this one dream, where I was shopping in Lane Bryant. For those of you who don't know this store, this is a store for heavy women. But, for the most part, the clothes tend to be classy, at least the last time I shopped there, they were more business-focused. Anyway, I picked out so many clothes, must have been shopping for a new wardrobe. I had a credit card at the time, but, first didn't realize how much was on my card, nor did I realize just how much in clothes I had picked out. The total rang up to $779 dollars. For some reason, I only had $443 on the card. So, I had to put some clothes back. I debated back and forth what to return. Then, with all the clothes I picked out, I see this pants set, kinda casual, but very dressy looking. It was cream, with roses nicely placed all over it. The material was very soft, like a soft blaket, but something to wear. It was light, but comfortable. What caught me was the roses, their colors in reds and hues of red. In the end, I don't remember if I ever bought the outfit or not.

Otherwise, most of my dreams are based on stuff going on in my life, especially if I haven't "closed" issues before going to bed. Oh, plus, I have many dreams about flying, high. Or, I have lots of dreams where I'm either being killed or are killing people. Plus, I would say 80-90% of my dreams are in color!

While I was working for E&Y, I had this dream about God. The whole reason I was learning Lotus Notes was to build a "soul" tracking database for him. He needed to know at any time where any soul was. This was going to be my job, to build it, manage it, etc. Well, I no longer develop in Lotus Notes. Must have been a result of the fact I was working 16 hour days before taking a trip to Florida in 1996!

Love to all,
; )

P.S. Here's my question for anyone reading to comment: What do you dream about?

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

What Temperment am I?

This test was awesome:

You Have a Choleric Temperament

You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things. Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life. You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.

You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon. Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall. You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.

At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults. Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion. A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.

This is me 100%!
8^ )
I love reading Arielle's blog. She does all these COOL tests. This one deals with your personality in comparison to drugs. This is DEFINITELY me!

Your Personality Is Like Acid

A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict.
One moment you're in your own little happy universe...
And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell!

8^ )

Monday, July 24, 2006

My Theme Song...

As most of you know, my idol musician is Reba McEntire. Yesterday, on CMT, they had a show called, "Greatest Moments." They take a musician's Top 20 Greatest Moments of all time. First, I had problems with my satellite. I could hear the show, but couldn't see the video. SUCKS!

To my good fortune, they ran the show again at 11pm last night. Since I was alseep at 11, there was no way to watch it. Luckily for me, because I've got Dish, I've also got a DVR. I was able to set it up to record.

Come to find out, all I had to do was reset the satellite box to get it to work. Duh!

Anyway, I got to watch it today. There's one song that was on the show, one that I know well. I've decided today that it's my theme song. And, she sung it because of what she knew it would do to women. Well, with me, I've been out of my "career" for 5 and a half years. I had a child, then lost my career.

This past Spring semester, I started back to college. This song talks about a woman who has a husband and family, but is also struggling with college. The song is called:

Is There Life Out There

Here are the words:

She married when she was twenty
She thought she was ready
Now she's not so sure
She thought she'd done some living
But now she's just wonderin'
What she's living for
Now she's feeling that there's something more

Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin
Is there life out there

She's always lived for tomorrow
She's never learned how
To live for today
She's dyin' to try something foolish
Do something crazy
Or just get away
Something for herself for a change

Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin
Is there life out there

There's a place in the sun that she's never been
Where life is fair and time is a friend
Would she do it the same as she did back then
She looks out the window and wonders again

Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin
Is there life out there

Is there life out there
So much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She's done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn't want to leave
She's just wonderin
Is there life out there

Even though I didn't get married until I was 25, I kinda feel this is me. I did have a career "back then." Now I don't. I'm dealing with a family and a husband and college.

Even though in the song, she talks about not wanting to leave. I DEFINITELY don't want to leave. I just want a career back. But, this song seems to speak volumes about me!

AND, when I'm finished college, I'm walking DOWN THAT AISLE TO GET MY DEGREE! This will be an important step for me. Hopefully, I can keep up my grades to be presented with an award.

Love to all,
8^ )

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Am I a Wimp? You BET!

I think I offended someone when I emailed them this week. I said what was on my mind and this person hasn't responded.

You see, this person is new back into my life after a while (okay, a long while). I'm trying not to offend too much, but it appears I have.

I figured I would wait, but don't want this person to up and tell me to "take a hike." So, I'm waiting it out to see what happens. Maybe this person was shocked at my comment.

Okay. We'll see. If so, AGAIN, I'm sorry for my comment. But, I am sick of pussy-footing around and not telling people how I feel.

Okay. Had to vent. Off the soapbox now!


Last night just SUCKED! First off, because it's getting to be "that time" my emotional status is going from high to LOW. I ended up in bed at 10, but first I had to take care of the adult babies litter pan. Thank GOD the pan is in the basement, because kitty litter can be YUCK!

So, I ended up in bed after taking care of the pan. I decided to read a little and watch TV a little. Because it was a little warm in the bedroom, I had the fan on. The weather had cooled off outside, so the air went off again. It was getting very comfortable.

At 2am, my neighbor behind us decides to take his dog out. LIGHTS BLARING! And, with the dog barking at something, it woke me up. As soon as I woke up, I smelled this HORRIBLE smell. It was a SKUNK! And, the smell didn't go away. It was making me so sick. I ended up trying to go back to sleep with my nose in my pillow. I'd rather smell my underarms after not wearing deodorant for a day than smell that skunk.

I would REALLY laugh if that dog got sprayed by the skunk.

Then, I realized that the temperature was very cool in the bedroom. I was only sleeping under a sheet. I started to shiver. BUT, I was just so tired that I was too lazy to get up and turn the fan off. For almost an hour, I tried to get back to sleep.

When I finally did get to sleep, I realized that I woke up immediately, just to discover that it was 8am! Of course, body kicks in and it's time to pee!

Bottom line...DAMN SKUNKS! Hopefully the week doesn't go like this. Even though I'm sleeping, I'm not tired.

Love to all,
8^ )

Friday, July 21, 2006

Okay. So, a new blogger friend, (Arielle) had this on her blog. I decided to click the link and take the test myself.


Your Animal Personality

Your Power Animal: Deer

Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda

You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.
While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.

This pretty much sounds like me!
Love to all,
8^ )
My Daughter is an ARTIST!

Last weekend, Cassi spent the time at Pa's. While there, she used the back of a Disney drawing tablet, and saw instructions on how to draw Jasmine's head (Jasmine is the princess from the Aladdin movies).

The instructions look like this:

And here is what she drew:

She's falling in Marie's footsteps. I've always said that I can't draw worth a bean! But, if I gave it half a shot, I betcha I could draw too.

Cassi didn't even read the instructions, or have them read to her. She just followed the pictures and did what the pictures showed.

Love to all,
8^ )

Thursday, July 20, 2006


I can't believe what I had to do today! All afternoon, I spent my time going to EVERY web site that I do business with and confirm what email address was there and CHANGE it!

For our home email address, it has been for the domain. Well, the company, Alltel was just bought out by Windstream Communications. Instead of keeping the same domain, email addresses are all changing.

What a WASTE of my precious time this afternoon. So, for those of you who use our home email address, the new domain is Otherwise, the hotmail address is still the same.

What I have read and heard in the media, is that the AVERAGE internet user frequents 6 (that's SIX) web sites in their internet-access life. Well, I think we access about 10 to 20 times as much.

That's it for now. Had to vent!

Love to all,
8^ )

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Butt Monkey...

If someone ever calls you a "Butt Monkey," you can show them THIS picture. The first thing Rob and I thought of when we saw these monkeys was, "Boy do their faces look like BUTTS!"

We just COULDN'T stop laughing from this. We had a WONDERFUL day at the Zoo!

Love to all,
8^ )
My Day!

I saw this on Marie's cool blog (that's my sister) and decided I would try it too! It was pretty cool and I hope you all enjoy!

1. Go to Wikipedia.
2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year).
3. List three events that happened on your birthday.
4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death.
5. One holiday or observance (if any).

My Results: My day is June 19.

1885 - The Statue Of Liberty arrives in New York Harbor as a symbol of Franco-American friendship.
1912 - The eight-hour work day is established in the United States.
1939 - Lou Gehrig was diagnosed with "Lou Gehrig's disease" on his 36th birthday. (my Uncle and Aunt passed away from this)

1507 - Annibale Caro, Italian poet (d. 1566)
1902 - Guy Lombardo, Canadian bandleader (d. 1977)
1903 - Lou Gehrig, baseball player (d. 1941) (must have been his day!)

And Deaths...
1975 - Sam Giancana, gangster (b.1908) (wonder if this guy died or was "killed")

This was fun.

Love to all,
Cathy 8^ )
Other Blogs...

For those of you visiting this blog, I've got 2 more that I'm just as "writey" as I am here.

I'm working on loosing my weight here at:

This is my "interaction pages" as Professor Nuala (pronounced as Nula) says:

By all means, peruse at your leisure and leave any feedback that you'd like. I also allow for anonymous comments. But, if you want me to know who you are, leave your first name.

Love to all,
8^ )

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Our Trip Today to the Zoo...

The web site address for the zoo is:

The link to the map of the zoo is:

The day was REALLY good. To begin with, we didn't leave the house until 12:30. Cassi was in school until noon. We stopped at Wendy's for lunch. The story of my lunch adventure lives on this blog too (about the crack-uum). We ended up getting to the zoo after 1:30. Luckily, mom purchased majorly-discounted tickets.

We started the day at the elephant outdoor area. I took pictures of the elephants and Cassi. Then, we moved over to the wart hogs (man are they UGLY), the hippo, etc. We moved from there to the Australian Adventure. We went into a huge bird cage. I took these AWESOME pictures of very brightly colored birds.

Cassi went under this water mister. They've got them ALL OVER the zoo. It was a hot day, but not too hot. I even enjoyed the misters. From there, we went through the gate to the adventure area. Upon walking up the path, Rob and I found ourselves looking at a pair of kangaroos who were "busy." We both again, laughed. Good thing Cassi didn't see what they were doing. The female tried to get away, but the male, "I'M NOT FINISHED YET!" is what we could see him saying. Upon walking again, another family passed by us. The mom looked at me, then behind me, where the kangaroos were, then back to me. I said to her, "Family just keep moving!" And we both laughed.

In this area, there is a HUGE play treehouse. Rob took Cassi up into the thing, where I took more pictures. In the end, we came back around to the beginning where the elephants lived. Coming back to the beginning, we were heading for a tram to take us up the hill (more like a small mountain) to see the primates and aquatics. When coming around, I found Romona Robinson, who is a female anchor for the NBC affiliate taping at the zoo. It was very interesting to just watch to see what they were doing. I didn't watch the news to see because, being that my sister works for ABC, I typically watch channel 5.

We went up the hill. First, it took forever for the tram to come, then, it took forever to leave because there were about a half dozen older folks in wheelchairs trying to get where we were going. Once we got to the top, we got out immediately. Boy, those people at the top couldn't even wait for us to get off the tram. Because the entrances and exits to the seating areas are on the same time, these people just couldn't wait.

We went into the primate house, where I got a BUNCH of good pictures. On another post, you find the picture of the "butt monkeys" we saw. From there, we walked across the hill and down. We went into the Butterfly house, where I tried so hard to take pictures of a blue-backed butterfly. Cassi was so impatient that I couldn't get the picture.

From there, we went over to the seals & sea lions. She wanted to feed them, but it appears that allowing the public feed them isn't allowed anymore. From there, we were going to take the other tram back to the main entrance. We didn't want to wait, so we walked. On the way back, we stopped at the rhino's where the trainer was working with a male and female. I got some AWESOME pictures. From there, we went to monkey island.

We were then back at the beginning, and it was 4pm. We didn't have a chance to use our rainforest tickets. We've got a year to use them. But, we did going into the gift shop. We purchased Cassi a humpback whale t-shirt. It's gorgeous.

On the way home, we ended up going south down Rt. 71, then west across Rt. 480 and the turnpike west to home. That was the quickest way for us. Cassi slept (even rough snoring) until we arrived at home.

In the end, we all walked at least 4 miles. For me, it was good because my goal is 1 mile a day.

I didn't want to add the photos because I took over 100 of them yesterday. I can't determine which are the best. Just email me if you want to see them and I'll share.

Love to all,
8^ )
Lunch & the CRACK-uum...

Well, for those of you who don't know me, or have ever seen me, I am RATHER large chested. Today, before we went on our trip to the zoo, we stopped at Wendy's for lunch. My lunch consisted of a side salad and a spicy chicken sandwich with fries.

Here's the hilarious part, I was also wearing my bathing suit to the zoo today. Why not get some sun if I can?

But, my suit likes to "part" my breasts more than I like. AND, everything I eat tends to wind up there, crumbs, veggies, you name it.

I was picking up some veggies from my salad to eat, when all of a sudden, a piece of cucumber falls IN my "crack." Rob, being the MAN that he is, looks directly at my breasts and laughs uncontrollably. I look down and start to laugh too!

Now, for you inventors out there, here's my idea for us ladies well indowed. I've always told Rob I need a CRACK-uum. It's like a small vaccuum but for my the crack between my breasts. When I eat sandwiches, that makes crumbs, where do you think they go?

So, I very subtle-y (is this a word? probably not!) removed the veggies, AND CRUMBS, and continued to eat until I was full.

So, (yes, I LOVE the word SO), someone invent the CRACK-uum for those of us who end up with crumbs (and things) on our large breasts!

Love to all,
8^ )
Grey? Gray?
Anyway you name it, that's what my hair is turning...

From Dark Brown to THAT COLOR!

My hair appears to be full of it, and getting more and more everyday. Plus, you can easily see them because of my hair being so dark. They just STAND OUT!

On our way home from the Zoo, I made the comment to Rob about my hair. I asked him what percent of my hair appeared to be THAT COLOR. Of course, being the smart ass that he is, he has his moment of "distraction for blindness."

I told him I should just dye my hair gray, instead of waiting for it to happen naturally. He said, "Well, it won't be too long for them to all be gray." What a thing to say to your gentle wife!

8^ )
The Brood...

Yep, the brood gets bigger. No, we don't have more, just the ones we've got are getting bigger. They are now 2 1/2 weeks old. Their eyes are now staying open. Because they are still unsure about their walking, they all walk like they are drunk. You'll see the orange one want to move forward. So, you'll see him rock up and back. Then...

He falls over. I believe there are 2 boys and 2 girls, at least that's what it appears like when you "look down there."

But, here are the most current photos, as I promised on Friday. Plus, I've got a picture of mom. Besides mom, it appears one of them is calico. There's one orange, one smokey grey, and one black and white. So, without further ado...


And the Babies:

Hope everyone enjoys the pictures of the babies. Thought you would enjoy them!

Love to all,
Cathy 8^ )

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Okay, for those who want to see my picture, here I am:

Love to all,
8^ )
My Weekend...

Okay. I took my laptop this weekend camping so I could keep my journaling up. Below is the type-up of the weekend. Here goes:

7/14/06 – 8:41 am

Cassi sure knows how to stump someone. I just got back from taking her to school. You see, her elementary school is about 3 blocks down the street from us. Pretty cool, eh? Anyway, out to the car, she stops me and asks, “Is today Friday?” Of course, being of forgetful mind, I had to stop, stammer, and say, “Yeah. It is Friday. Yesterday, um, was Thursday.” This sure was a long week. It seemed like this week went on forever. I almost forgot yesterday, we took the kittens to the doctor.

So, the day went by, pretty much uneventful. I played on the computer, got all my chores done before going camping. By the way, I did: 3 loads of laundry and folded, dishes, washed the George Foreman Grill, took garbage out, refilled the cat food and water in the kitchen AND the basement (yep, the porkers get to eat in 2 places), emptied the littermaid (has been a godsend since buying on eBay AND is in the basement where they enjoy an after-potty snack), cleaned out car, and gave kittens their medicine and eye-goop. I also cooked some hot dogs and French fries for lunch. I ate 2 doggies and a few fries.

We ended up not leaving for mom’s until almost 3:30pm. Rob decided that he wanted to cut the grass at home before leaving. Then, we had to stop to get gas. I can’t believe it’s $3 a gallon around here. Oh, yeah, before we left, we went down the street for Rob to get his weed. No, silly, not drugs, although I would consider tobacco drugs. He’s been stuffing his own cigarettes for the past couple weeks. It’s been cheaper. Today, he started his 3-week process to quick smoking. Hopefully, when his medication process finishes, he’ll have quit. Had you told me 10 years ago that I would marry someone who smoked; I would have said that you were crazy. But, he’s the best thing that came into my life.

Okay, so we also had to stop back at home. We have Speedway gas stations here in Cleveland, and we’ve been using the Gas Cards to make sure we’ve got the money for Rob to go back and forth to work. With my being home, I’ve been able to go once a week with a tank of gas. We ended up spending over $16 for gas. Because my car has the air conditioning, we drove it.

Got to mom’s. Cassi couldn’t wait to see them. Grandpa Dave and Bea took his month’s “renovation” time and traveled to Oregon to see her son. No, grandpa isn’t married. They just live together. He swears that since my grandma passed away back in 1988, that he would never marry again. But, we got there. Cassi’s regular routine is to stop in his apartment and say hello to everyone in the unit. I had to remind her that, even though both of their cars were in the lot, they were not home. Cassi went into mom’s and gave Pa a kiss. They ended up in the back after she got a sherbet popsicle, went to mom’s room. They went back there to hash out what they were going to do for the weekend. I had to potty; then we left.

It took about an hour and a half to get here. AND, with our luck, within 2 hours of being at the campground, a NASTY storm that went from Ashland all the way up to our house in Elyria came through. We know at least 1 lightning bolt zapped somewhere down the street here at the campground. Plus, we lost electricity for a while. We ended up going out to dinner. I’ve got heartburn now. I had a “Philly” cheesesteak sandwich and onion rings. We got a basket of rings, but I only ate 3 or 4. The sandwhich was DEFINITELY not a sandwich without cutting it and eating it with a fork. Because I just had a soda, I only drank water. I’ve been so stuffed all evening. I just can’t stop burping. Yuck! But, I’m drinking a root beer right now to get all the yucky gas out of my tummy! Okay mom, smack your chest and make yourself burp!

Right now, we’re watching the new because we’ve got some TV here. Tomorrow, we’re going home for a while to give medicine to the babies and then come back.

That’s it for tonight. I’ll write more tomorrow.


Okay, so today has been a pretty good day. Just the usual here at the campground. Because of the babies, we had to go home this morning to check on them and give them their medicine. What luck! All 4 now are able to keep their eyes open. We both showered, got what we needed from the house and came back. I can’t believe how slow people want to drive. I know the way back is a country road, but the speed limit is still 55. We figured at the rate we were driving, we would be back at 6.

Rob, the smart A** that he is, says to me that I should call the old folks and make sure they’re okay, seeing as how the weather was going to be bad for older people today. So, I called. “Mom, I’m calling because the media says that we should check in on our older people to make sure they’re okay in this heat. So, Rob told me to call you.” When mom replies, “What older people? We’re not old. If you’re talking about the old folks, they went to Oregon and took the colder temperatures with them. Besides, we’re in the cold of the air conditioning.” I then hear dad in the background tell mom who’s she talking about, I’m not old. Well, mom just turned 56 last week. Dad will be 61 in November.

This afternoon, after we got back, we sat around at Bob & Betty’s camper, chatting with them. Bob is Rob’s partner in crime. They are so dirty together. But, it’s all in good fun. On the way down, we stopped and got McD’s for lunch. They had 4 Big Macs and 2 Large Fries for $10. Well, I only ate the sandwich and a little of Rob’s fries. We still had 2 sandwiches and fries that we shared with them. So, we were dirty, talking about BIG MACS. I hugged Bob and told him I was a Big Macette! We all laughed, joking about the “special sauce” and other sandwich-related stuff. Today, I’ve been living in my bathing suit, not really going to the swimming hole, but keeping cool. Even though I’ve been under the shade of trees, it appears that my color has come back. Two weeks ago, when we came, Cassi and I went swimming. I got sunburned. It took over a week for the burn on my breasts to turn to tan. I wasn’t even directly in the sun today and the red has come back.

But, this afternoon, I ended up taking a nap. When you go camping, you tend to wake up early. Got to sleep about 11 last night, after reading a Xanth book, then got up at 7 this morning. Went potty and read, then went back to sleep until 9. So, my nap was 2 hours this afternoon, getting up just before writing this.

This evening, we’re supposed to have dinner with Bob & Betty. Don’t really know what’s going on because Rob is napping. However, if I don’t eat soon, Rob will be sorry. I’m starting to get sick, which means I need to get some chow. Maybe I’ll run up to the campground office, get the electric bill and a snack.

This evening will probably be just a quiet one. Last night, we had nasty rain storms and even lost electric for a few hours. It was gorgeous day today, even though it was a little steamy.

P.S. Damn bugs flying around me. Nothing but a pain in the BUTT!


Last night ended up being fun. We had dinner at Bob & Betty’s. She made meatloaf, taters, green beans, and rolls. Then, we stayed and played Yahtzee with them. Now, when they play, they don’t just use the first column to play. When they play, they use the whole score card. So, one game is actually 6-in-1. My butt was so sore when we got done. There’s no cushioning on the chairs. AND, since I’m so fidgety, I was constantly moving. It didn’t help that I was hot and sweaty and my hair was enjoying itself by falling out on my back, which made my back continually itch. At first, when we got back to the camper, we were both going to go to the bath houses and take our showers. Nope, I don’t camp unless I have flush toilets and showers, which this place has both. Since we’ve got a pop-up camper, there’s not enough room in here for a potty and shower stall.

Anyway, we got back and turned on the TV first. It appears that Starz is having its free weekend preview this weekend. We got to watch Bewitched, the movie. I absolutely love Nicole Kidman in this movie. So, instead of showering right away, I sat here and watched the movie. Then, after the movie, I went and took a shower.

I ended up going to bed at midnight. I read my book for a little, then off to sleep. I didn’t have as much padding under me last night, as the one comforter has to come home for washing. I got tangled in my cotton jersey sheet during the night because it was cool on my end of the camper. Our camper has 2 full size beds. He sleeps on one and I sleep on the other. I had all my windows open on my end, which enabled a cool breeze to come in.

This morning, I woke up early first, read about a page and realized I still needed more sleep. So, I went back to bed. I then woke up at 9. After using the potty, I got dressed and went off for a walk. I walked about 1.66 miles today on hilly, rocky roads, not like the level, asphalted roads at home.

That’s it for now. It’s almost lunch already. I’m hungry and my body is telling me so. I’ll have some lunch. We’ve got to travel up to Cleveland pick up the rug rat and bring her home. After we get home, we’ll give the babies their medicine.


We ended up coming home from the campground at 1:30pm. It was so hot and humid, it was just too hot to hang around. But, not without a purpose. Because of it being hot, we decided to bring home all the sheets, pillow cases, comforters, etc. Being down at the campground so much, we've got a whole set of pillows, sheets, and blankets. There's no need to carry that stuff back and forth. We've pretty much kept in the house all afternoon. I started the laundry, knowing that it will take a few days to get everything done. I went to mom's and picked her up. She showed me how she looked at a page that had instructions on how to draw the princess' face from Aladdin. She just looked at the pictures and drew. Marie, she's going to follow in your drawing footsteps. When I get a chance, I'll scan both pages and add them out here.

Plus, on Friday, she had a quiz at school. She had to measure photocopied items on a page and read 9-12 words on a page. She got 15 out of 15, an A. I was so proud of her. But, we couldn't leave school Friday until she read all the words to me!

What a HAM!

Love to all,
8^ )

Friday, July 14, 2006


Note to self. I want to get a large US Map, along with cork tiles. The tiles will go behind the map to "frame" it and protect it. I would love the opportunity to travel the country, as more than 50% of the country is still unvisited for me. I want to be able to share the experiences with Cassi.

I've already warned the family, they can't take Cassi to Disney World until I've had the opportunity to take her first. Because, short of being at the hotels at Disney World in 2001, I have not been inside Disney. Plus, back in 1996, Jason and I experienced Epcot together, but not Disney. I really want to share the experience with her.

I want to take her traveling to see the country, more than just what she sees in the news and on TV.

I don't have a deadline for all 50 states, but something we can do as she is growing up.

8^ )
STUFF I want...

For the house, etc, here is a list of things that I want:
  1. 2 ceiling fans for bedrooms
  2. new office chairs
  3. 2 trellises for MONSTER rose bushes
  4. new lamps for bedroom and living room
  5. new bed for Cassi

8^ )

Summer Projects

Here is a list of summer projects that I want to do before August 28 rolls around. Yep, that's when I'm back in school.

  1. Make binders for invitation stationery and add pricing for said stationery. Use at shows.
  2. Finish Office closet and get crap sorted, boxed and stored in closet.
  3. Clean up basement and ready large side for family room/home theater, make drawings of what it should look like.
  4. Finish repair of main bathroom tub.
  5. Make updates of all 4 web sites.
  6. Meet with my new career counselor and try to get summer internship at Hyland Software for next summer. Needs to be paid internship.
  7. Get all work back from Spring and Summer Faculty.
  8. Take care of kittens, enough said.
  9. Scan pictures from mom for mom, marie, etc.

That's about it for now. Of course, everything will change if I get this Technical Writer job. Wish, wish, wish. I'll know by Monday.

Love to all,
Cathy 8^ )

Our Fun Weekends as Hillbilly Campers!

Back in 2000, we purchased our first pop-up camper. It is a little small, even back then, but it was what we could afford at the time (and also what we could tow on the back of our Escort Wagon).

At the time, Cassi was 6 months old. We were always able to take her with us. Cassi had this tri-pod swing that was easily dismantled and carried in the back of the wagon. Plus, we always had her stroller with us. So, when we started camping, Rob would sleep on one end and I would sleep at the other with Cassi. Because I am always so good at realizing someone is sleeping with me, I always knew where she was at night so that I didn't roll on her. Yep, I do a lot of tossing and turning, but not when Cassi was a baby, AND not when she slept with me.

But, after that year, the camper sat idle for 5 years. A year ago January, we went to the IX Center (a conference center near the Airport) where they have an annual RV show. At the show, they had businesses there where RVs can go camping. Their name is Hickory Lakes Campground. You can find information about the campground at the web site:

This is now our second year at the campground. We didn't get a chance to go until now because I was working, Rob was working AND going to school, etc. Life just didn't allow us the free time to camp. We are REALLY having a good time, with all of our friends. Our friends are VERY down to earth people. As Rob says to his co-workers, "We're going to be hillbillies this weekend." He says this especially when they ask him if he can work on his days off.

We have a camp fire ring, where, this year, we are making fires! Unbelievable!

We've got some awesome friends and people I would consider family. Believe it or not, I would consider letting Cassi stay with "Nana" Betty & "Pa" Bob anytime she wanted to. Because they live in Wooster, about an hour and a half away, it's tough to get there to spend time with them. I consider them adopted mom and dad. They are so wise and kind. We got the opportunity to spend New Year's Eve with them. We spent the night and had fun with them. Cassi got to watch movies. We played Yahtzee and had drinks, etc. Our camper friends from Mansfield came up for a while too.

So, (not THAT word again), we really enjoy our friends from the campgroud. We also love getting away from it all, semi-roughing it. I REALLY roughed it once in 2000. We were told there would be at least a port-a-potty and showers. NONE OF THE ABOVE! I'll NEVER going camping again if I don't have flush toilets and showers.

Our goal now is to get a larger camper, one with air conditioning and a larger living space. Can't wait to find one.

Love to all,
8^ )
OK, Mom, Just LICK Those BUTTS...

I know it's the way things are done in the "wild," but REALLY. It is just so gross. With the fact that Patches is now a mom herself, there are things she has to do to keep her babies clean. The most gross is the "cleaning of the butts." Because they are just like human babies, without the diapers, mom has to do something to keep their bottoms clean.

Just like everthing else she does to keep them clean, she licks them!

It is just SOOOOO gross. Okay. Had to share.

8^ )

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Cassi, in bath, Mom, on computer, Dad, on computer...

Okay. It's about 9:22 pm. Today all done. We had the opportunity this evening to go visit old neighbors from our old house and old friends. Yep, folks, we had friends in Grafton. For those of you not familiar, Grafton is Southwest of Downtown Cleveland and about 15 minutes Southeast of Elyria.

Anyway, stopped over at our old neighbor's house. His name is Carl. I think we spent almost an hour there. Boy, does the man like to chat, which was fun. If he's never heard this before, with his beard, he could surely pass as Santa. Cassi has always called him, "Uncle Carl" and his wife, "Aunt Karen" just because they've always been there. Got to see Johnny, his one son. Tim wasn't there. Got the lowdown on the whole "Grafton Scene" this evening. Down in town, they were talking about building a ramp to go over the train tracks. Because Rt. 57 is a major road in rural Grafton, the ramp is needed. You see, with the train crossing over the major road, if a train comes through and there's an emergency on the other side of the tracks, the ambulance has no way to get to them. So, the town bought 2 houses and tore them down to put in this ramp. Carl told us they were building the ramp that prompted us to drive down into town to see what was going on. We hadn't really been into Grafton for so long. We also miss being out in the country. Maybe we'll get back there after I finish school.

Cassi has this IEP-thing. It is the specialized document that is the "official" document that approves her for special services. Rob thinks after this year, Cassi will be far enough to not have specialized help after this year. They help her so much. She has, uh-oh, I'm feeling a little blonde right now! Oh, yeah! Auditory Processing Disorder. Shew.

Okay. Guess it's time for me to clean up my act and get ready for bed. It was a day. At first, the day started out nicely. The weather was nice, at 7:30am. As soon as 8:15 came around to take Cassi down the street to her school, it got SOOOO muggy. And it didn't clear up. Luckily, we've got central air with this home. Note to self, don't buy another house unless it comes WITH central air AND a dishwasher.

We took the cupcakes for Cassi to share in her class. All but 3 were eaten. Yep, I broke down and ate one today. We'll take the rest of them to Pa's for the weekend. Don't want them with me. I've done so well this week with my new weight loss plan.

So, Rob says this weekend is "hillbilly" weekend. What he means is this is camping weekend. We'll go tomorrow afternoon and come back on Sunday afternoon. We get a weekend to relax, hang out with the friends. Oh, another note to self, look at the web site to see what's going on this weekend. So, tomorrow morning will be busy: dishes, laundry, make sure cat's have enough food, pack our clothes, pack Cassi's clothes, bring laptop to keep up these posts and other writing-type work, clean George Foreman grill to bring, take borrowed CDs back to library and get more, pack drinks.

Okay. I'll close this for this evening. I've got to give the kittens their anti-biotics before we get ready for bed. We took them to the vet this afternoon. The little orange one was sneezing. It appears he (yep, it's a he) has an upper respiratory infection. But, we took all 4 for a checkup. Have no money, but made sure they were checked out. We got a prescription for them to share, because they are so little, of the anti-biotic, an eye ointment. They also got their first worming medicine. Like it or not, all kittens and puppies are born with worms. I almost fainted when they gave me the total $99.57. Shew! And, they go back to see the vet next week for a next checkup.

I'll post new pictures of them after the weekend is over. If anyone is looking for a kitten, and lives in the Cleveland, OH area, let us know. They will be ready for adoption in 6 weeks. They will be weaned off mom and litter trained.

That's all for now!

Love to all,
8^ )

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Long Day...

So, folks, today ended up being a LONG DAY! After my interview and being suburban, my head decided to give me one of my famous migraines. I tried to have an afternoon nap, which is a good thing when you don't work for someone. But, every time I was ALMOST asleep, the phone decided to ring. Annoying or what?

So, this evening, I made steak, taters, and veggies (peppers and onions) for Rob, Cassi, and I. Of course, Cassi didn't have the veggies. She just had a few pieces of steak and a little taters. Because Rob is on his 7th night straight at the Clinic and the girls wanted to do a pot luck tonight, I had him take chicken breasts out this morning. He calls me and tells me this while I'm on my way to the interview. So, I tell him to take the chicken out and I'll use my George Foreman Grill. About 2 weeks ago, I was able to get the "monster of all" George Foreman grills for only $20 from a camper friend of ours. We have gone camping at this campground for 2 years now. We really enjoy being with our friends there, and using our camper.

I digress. This grill still costs $99 on the main for-sale web site. Plus, for the $20, we also got the rolling cart. I remember when the infomercials ran on this grill, it was advertised to be able to replace your gas/charcoal gril. So, when we don't have propane for the grill at the campground, we carry this with us.

So, I made a large pack of boneless, skinless chicken, 7 pieces. I doctored them up with my favorite Watkins seasonings. They were grilling in about 10 minutes. While they were cooking, I made up taters to take and packed 2 cans of green beans. I'll say for the 6 of them, 3 nurses and 3 aids, they'll eat pretty well. I hope they like the food. It didn't take long at all.

Plus, being the MOM that I am, I spent the time and made frosting for the cupcakes we made today and frosted all 2 dozen. For not knowing what color to make the frosting, I just kept it white with yellow cake mix cupcakes. I let Cassi use the red sugar sprinkles to dust the top of the cupcakes a little red coloring.

So, Rob has gotten off to work, and I had a chance to watch some soapies. Because we have Dish Satellite, I get this WONDERFUL channel, SoapNet. They replay the ABC soaps from the day, in the evening. I watched enough to keep me going.

Now, I'm just sitting here, hacking out what I did today. As Nuala suggested, I need to keep my journal going everyday. Come Hell or high water (which is what I saw in Valley View today), I'll write on this thing at least once a day. Plus, I'm continuing to work on my creative writing. So, if anyone has suggestions for stories to write, etc, check out my creatively cathy site.

FYI...Just a note from, these sites are going to be down on Saturday at noon Pacific time for about 2 hours for scheduled maintenance. Must be when they have the least amount of activity.

Love to all,
8^ )
I'm a Female Version of my Father...

Okay, so it appears that I am REALLY liking veggies, specifically onions and peppers. Dad's favorites are vidalia onions, but raw. On the other hand, I only like my onions cooked, but like all kinds of onions.

As my Dad says, (his dadism), "Onions are good for your colon, or your semi-colon if you're a half-ass!"

Give it up to my dad!

8^ )
Far TOO Many Cables

Okay. My life is filled with WAY TOO MANY technology cables. Right now, I'm working on my laptop at my dining room table (that was inherited when we bought the house). Anyway, I've got a USB keyboard attached to the computer, along with a USB mouse. Right now, I'm working to add my Palm directly to my laptop so I can keep it updated from here. Since I've been using my laptop the majority of the time, some of the stuff I'm doing will be managed through here.

So, I scoured the house, in search of a USB cable to plug into the Palm. Round the house and back to find it sitting right on my table, next to my laptop, but under my cell phone power cable.

I just had to take a 5 minute break to flip cupcakes. Yep, I'm doing my suburban "thing" this afternoon. I picked up Cassi at lunch from her summer school. It's a reading program to help the kids remain interested in school. I had a chance to sit with her teacher. Cassi said on Monday and Tuesday they were having a party tomorrow. So, I asked to confirm this. Classes already started, but tomorrow they are having their "half way through school" party. This afternoon, I am making a couple dozen cupcakes for the party. We'll bring them tomorrow morning to class.

Rob and I once thought that, even though we have a kid, we can still keep our own personal life. NOT HAPPENING. Yes, in the beginning, we were able to remain active and take her with us. Now, that she's 6, she wants just an active a life as we did. Also, because Rob works nights, I don't get out much. That's going to change as I am looking for dance classes for her to attend. Marie, the 100% best sister in the world, has offered to pay for them. So, by keeping her active, I'm working to keep me active. Plus, if I get this job, I'll be able to get back out into the adult world. There's a woman around the corner who babysits, where Cassi will be able to go.

So, this afternoon is pretty Suburban for me. Initially, when I first moved to Cleveland, I was so scared of a life like this. I remember, at least until I was in 4th grade, mom stayed home with us. But, as soon as she was able to go to work, off she went. I remember when I got older that dad was always working. So, when I had an opportunity to have a relationship that might have turned me "suburban," I was deathly afraid of it. But, since being laid off from Ernst & Young, and having a child, it's turned out to not being so bad. Yes, I miss the adult, career conversations I had with friends in my past career, but also know that now, it's not just me I have to take care of. I have to look out for me, my child, and my husband now. My focus has changed. Sometimes, I wonder if I should have had this epiphany a long time ago.

Okay. Another break. The cupcakes are now done. Now, just to have them cool off so I can frost them. Back to my eportfolio to finish for next week.

Love to all,
8^ )

Yes, folks, it's true. I went on a first interview this morning. It was with a company called Avantia. They are hiring for a Technical Writer. I am in the running with 5 other people. Second interviews are next week, with the project starting in about 2 weeks and lasting 6-7 months. Everyone PRAY for me. I would be able to work the job, along with going to school. I already started looking at my classes to see how to rearrange my school schedule just in case.

Also, I would be brought on as a contractor right now, which is cool with me. They gave me the opportunity of full-time professional or contractor. Contractor works because I would be paid on an hourly basis. If I don't work a full 40 hours in a week, because of school, I would only be paid based on the amount of hours I work.

Plus, the job is where I want to be, in Technical Writing. I could finish my degree, get experience, and be ready for when I'm done school.

Okay. That's it for now, folks. I've got to pick up Cassi in a little and am getting a mirgraine. Not going to be a good day!

Love to all,
8^ )

Monday, July 10, 2006

Cassi, The HIGH Maintenance Child

Cassi is only 6 years old, but I already see my traits in her. If she is not completely busy 100% of the time, she gets sad and lonely. I'm trying so hard to keep her busy, but with the business we are trying to run, and the house that needs HUGE AMOUNTS of organization (what someone told me I'm good at), it's been difficult to keep her busy.

The next trait is friends. She doesn't have many friends and not too many little girls live near us. Her one friend, Lindsey, isn't always home. Cassi doesn't seem to understand this. Plus, we don't want her to go to Lindsey's house when the mom's not home. So, again, I can see Cassi get sad.

I need to make sure she doesn't follow my path. I can see this leading her directly to depression, like I have dealt with.

Okay. Gotta go. Had to vent when she can't.

8^ (

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Poem: Life

Life is such a deep hole
That I wish I was a mole.
Life is so very strange.
It's time for a change,
So I can get out of this hole.
Life is so steep,
That I can't even peep
Into what I would like my future to be.

There must be something wrong with me;
It's hard for me to talk to you,
Can't you see?
I'm better as a listener,
Than as a talker.
All of my real emotion is locked up inside,
So that's why I hide,
This way you can't see if I cried.

Life is sometimes so cold,
So I try to mold
My emotions to conform to everyone else.
Life is often so sad,
So I don't want people to be mad,
To know how sad I was.
In short, I am like that mole,
The mole inside the deep hole.

- March 29, 1990

I just added this to my creatively cathy side. But, wanted to talk about this here. The past 2 days I've been looking for my Copyright certificate of registration forms. From 1989 until 1993, I wrote many, many poems. Over the past week, it has been important to me to find these works, and not because of the English class I just took. It feels like part of my life is missing without these poems. So, hopefully, this week, the Library of Congress, who holds my original submissions, will help me get the copies back.

But, right now, this is what I'm feeling, a little sad. Like usual, I'll just be by myself and get over my episode.

Sorry, don't mean to be a downer; it's just happened this way today. It should clear up in a day or 2.

8^ (

Saturday, July 08, 2006


It's a "thinking of you" type of card, but the sentiments were great. This is reflective of some people I've been thinking of right now. You know who you are....

"Most great people
have something in common:
they all have at least one person
in their corner who believes in them.
I'm sure I'm only one of many
who admire and think
the universe of you.
I hope you can draw endless energy
from knowing that wherever you are,
whatever you're going through,
there will always be
someone to count on.
There will always be
someone somewhere
wishing the best for you,
rooting for you in spirit.

There will always be someone
who thinks of you,
cares for you,
loves you.

That someone is me."

-D. Derrick Barnes

Enough said.

Love to all,
8^ )

Friday, July 07, 2006

Reba McEntire, my FAVORITE Country Artist

For all the stuff Reba does, she has the strongest female voice. I love to hear her sing, just about EVERYTHING in her discography. I really became a fan of her's around 1996, even though I was listening to her albums from 1994 on.

She had a Greatest Hits Vol 2, that I just started listening to. Marie had the CD and allowed me to borrow it. Now, it's one of my favorite albums. After viewing her web site, she had this quote that should have been somewhere on the album:

"It seems your current emotional status determines what music you'd like to hear. That's what happened on the song selection for this album. If for any reason you can relate to the emotion packed inside these songs, I hope it's a form of healing for all our broken hearts!" -Reba

When I read this quote just now, I was listening to the song, "For My Broken Heart." The quote is perfect for those of us who write poetry, song lyrics, etc. Listening to music helps you heal. I love listening to her music. Even the sadder songs can be quite inspirational.

For more information on Reba, go to:

Love to all,
8^ )
Disney Soundtracks...

If anyone has seen Toy Story 2, you know there was a soundtrack, and some AWESOME music performed for the story. My favorite song, which also brings me to tears each time, is this song: "When She Loved Me" by Sarah McLachlan

When somebody loved me
everything was beautiful
every hour we spent together
lives within my heart

And when she was sad
I was there to dry her tears
and when she was happy so was I
when she loved me

Through the summer and the fall
we had each other that was all
just she and I together
like it was meant to be
and when she was lonelyI was there to comfort her
and I knew that she loved me

So the years went byI stayed the same
but she began to drift awayI was left alone
still I waited for the day
when she'd sayI will always love you

Lonely and forgotten
never thought she'd look my way
and she smiled at me
and held mejust like she used to do
like she loved mewhen she loved me

When somebody loved me
everything was beautiful
every hour we spent together
lives within my heart

When she loved me...

There is personal meaning in this song. Plus, I could definitely write a story about this song. Maybe I'll work on one this weekend.

Love to all,
8^ )
Old Scrapbook online...

Hello everyone. A while ago, I tried developing my own scrapbook site for our family photos and stuff. Well, it didn't work out. It turns out this blog is a better place for journaling and adding photos. So, I'll keep working on it here.

But, for those of you interested in seeing the older pictures and such, you can access web site:

Yep, the site still exists. It has older photos of Cassi, mostly. Plus, you'll find all types of good information. It hasn't been updated in a year, since we moved into our house. It probably won't get updated anymore either. I may just print out the pages and start a regular scrapbook with the information and pictures. Good way for me to start, eh?

Love to all,
Cathy 8^ )
Cassi, short for Cassiopeia. (and her favorite color is red)

She is the love of my life, although I really didn't think I wanted her when I found out I was pregnant. She is now 6 years old. She was lucky enough to go to an all-day kindergarten this year. This was lucky for me too. Since I started back to college, I go to school when she goes to school. A great deal all the way around. I've taken sooooo many pictures of her over the years. I always did love photography. Since 1997, even before her birth, I've had a digital camera. This year, I was able to upgrade to a 6.2MP camera. It is so small that it lives in my purse. I take ALL sorts of pictures.

Okay. So, this year, Cassi had the opportunity to have her picture take twice, in October and March. Here is October:

Here is March:

She is my pride and joy. She's working so hard; she has issues. For the short-short, she has trouble concentrating, with a disorder called Auditory Processing Disorder. She has trouble processing what she hears. She's very smart, but it just takes her time to "get" what she is being told or what she is reading.

That's it for now about Cassi. I just wanted to add her pictures here.

Love to all,
Cathy 8^ )

P.S. Just had a thought. For those of you reading this post, and seeing Cassi, probably wonder what I look like, if you've never seen me. I'll add my picture in another post. A family friend from New Jersey has told us many times that she looks like me when I was growing up. She should know, she's known me since I was ONE (34 years now)!

Jason Birzer

The time has come. This post may be all over the board, but I believe it is time to discuss this. This past week, Jason sent me a PM. About a year and a half ago, I found him when I "googled" his name on Yahoo! There was a web site that he posted on called, Overall, the web site is very interesting and a lot of good information.

In May, I finally had a decent picture taken of me. So, I added my photo as an avatar for my posts. Jason recognized my name from my picture. It will be 10 years in October since we broke up.

So, for the past week, we have been PM'ing and now emailing each other, catching up. I know I've been doing a lot apologizing for my behavior and how I treated him when we broke up. I'm about to apologize again. I made a comment in an earlier post:

My Weight...Part 2 (don't forget to start with Par...

In this post, where I am talking about my weight, I made a short mention of Jason. I made the comment, Thank God that we were no longer together.

Okay. The comment was uncalled-for and has been removed. But, I've never really dealt with the break up 10 years ago. I just immediately moved on. For a while, I was just by myself and feeling very lonely, which I actually felt while we were together, although we never were really in the same location.

We met in 1992. I was on a personal trip to Washington DC. I was there for a poetry conference (again, another story). While spending time on the subway, learning my way around the city, since it was my first time there, I bumped into Jason. He helped me by telling me where I needed to go on the subway. After I started away up the escalator, I heard him say, "I wish I got her name." So, before I could even think, I run up, down, and down again on the escalators to find him. I can't remember if he went with me or if I went with him, but we got on the train together and started talking. We exchanged numbers, etc and parted. But, it seems we decided to start dating each other at that moment. So, the whole 4 years we dated, we had a long-distance relationship. It was good the first year. I lived in New Jersey and he at home or at school. Both locations were half-way decent trips for me. I always loved driving, so had no problem traveling to see Jason. I think almost immediately, I fell in love.

That was August, 1992!

What happened during 92-93: This was the first year we were “together.” I lived in New Jersey, going to school for my last 7 classes of my degree. During this time, I was a nanny for 4 children. I lived in the family’s home. Jason came up and visited me at the home. During this year, I wrote a lot of poetry, targeted to my relationship with Jason. For my Spring Break from school, I went to his college and stayed with him in the apartment he and his buddies rented. The first thing I had to do while I was there was wash dishes. I couldn’t believe how many DIRTY dishes they had. I helped out around the apartment as much as I could. As I recall, 3 or 4 guys shared the apartment. It was a very rough week for me. As much as I enjoyed being with him, his best friend did not like me (and didn’t the whole time we were together). At the end of the week, when I was supposed to go home, a terrible snowstorm hit his area. Everything was shut down for 4 extra days. We were stuck in the apartment for 3 of those days because of the amount of snow plowed us in. I just couldn’t wait to get home. I should have been more patient.

Another problem, I was always impatient. But, he was always patient for me.

Anyway, on the way home, and while waiting for a bus from Baltimore to Philadelphia, my wallet was stolen at the bus station in Baltimore. I didn’t realize it until 15 minutes outside of Baltimore. All the way to Philadelphia, I felt so ashamed that I couldn’t even get my next bus to New Jersey. So, I spent the time making a list of all the credit cards, checking info, etc that would have been in my wallet. Once I arrived into Philadelphia, I had to make a collect-call to my parents to come get me. Mom drove an hour down to Philadelphia and brought me home. I was so embarrassed and ashamed that I fell for it. First off, I lost $200 in Baltimore. Then, after going to the bank the next morning, found out that the thieves took $200 from my bank account. I had already paid bills and was then getting bounced check fees being attached to my account. I felt so low. I felt embarrassed to my father. In the end, dad gave me the money to cover what was stolen and the bank rescinded the bounced check fees. But, at that time, unlike now, banks didn’t give you back the money when things, like, YOUR WALLET, get stolen. The insurance wasn’t there like it is now. So, I finished up the semester, and grew ever wiser from the experience.

Even though Jason was in college and completed his degree, I think I was jealous of the fact that he was able to go and I wasn’t. Because of my family’s financial situation, and the fact that we had to relocate after my 22 years of being alive, college was out for me. Oh, sure, I got my Associate’s Degree, but only after I had been laid off from the Federal Government. Plus, at that time, it was “cool” to allow people who had been laid off to get paid unemployment AND pay for their education for a new field. Well, I had 7 classes left in my AA. I was able to finish school and get my degree, along with not having to work, but get unemployment money. Yes, I was proud of Jason’s accomplishments, but also jealous of his opportunities. Here’s one communication problem we had because I never told him this. In the beginning, I almost went to the college he went to. Frostburg University in Western Maryland was a choice of colleges for me when I was choosing.

My move in 93: In August, 1993, I completed my degree. The next week, we moved to Cleveland, OH. My mom, being originally from Cleveland, knew that her job at Ft. Dix was going to eventually be phased out, and she would lose her job. Also, in April of that year, dad lost his job at Exxon. What I didn’t know was that they tried to lay him off one day prior to his 20 year anniversary, thus, not enabling him to have his 20 year retirement capabilities. He fought to get that last day so that now he can have his right to a retirement. Anyway, mom knew there were jobs opening up in Cleveland. In July of that year, mom went for training to Indianapolis. On the way home, she stopped in Cleveland and had an interview about the new job. The interviewer thought mom had already moved to Cleveland and offered her a job to start the VERY NEXT DAY. Mom just couldn’t start because she had to come home to New Jersey and get us. So, they started her the next month. At the same time, dad was given a phone interview because of his Vietnam-era Veteran’s status. He was hired over the phone.

As far as my relationship with Jason, we were both devastated. Immediately, I tried to get a job in Washington DC because I would have rather have been there than in Cleveland.

93-94: This was Jason’s senior year of college. Don’t remember why, but he chose to move back into the dorms. With my being in Cleveland, I was closer to him in college. I remember visiting him during the Football draft weekend. It was awkward because his best friend, Brian, lived with him in the same dorm room. So, I was there for the weekend and his best friend, who hated me, was in the same room.

My job in 94: At the same time, I was able to start my first job in January, 1994. I started working at Ernst & Young. Immediately, I was responsible for a lot of “stuff” with my new job. So, I worked 3-11, and rode a bus. By this time, I started my decline of writing. Somehow, I had a writer’s block. That block actually was in place until this past January, 2006. That spring, Jason graduated from college. I was so proud of him, but a little sad because, even though I had a good job, I didn’t have the education that I wanted. I tried that fall to start college at Cleveland State University, but couldn’t get financial aid because 1. they didn’t see me as an independent student, and 2. I had only been living in Ohio for less than a year. So, my education ideas stopped until 2006.

My apartment in 94: That summer, I moved into my own first apartment. It was right across the street from my parents. My parents lived in a building with my grandfather. He has 2 apartments upstairs and his business in the first floor/basement (still runs the business today). I was feeling so independent.

94-95: Was pretty much the same as 93-94. I lived in my own apartment, worked, and traveled back and forth to see Jason, except now he was living at home. It was awkward to visit him at his home. When he came to visit me, it was just him and I, but not when we were at his home. I know his mom and dad tried their best to be nice to me, there always seemed to be something blocking us having a relationship. Tracy, his sister, was always nice to me and wanted to do stuff with Jason and I when I came to visit. I visited during the Christmas season in 94. At that time, Tracy gave me an old tree she was no longer using. Plus, I purchased most of the ornaments that I still have today. I had purchased a load of ornaments and shipped them home because during that trip, I flew down.

Next problem, with all the traveling and buying stuff, my debts were increasing with great numbers. I had become ashamed of the fact that I couldn’t control my spending habits because I just wanted to be with him.

95-96: The start of the decline. I was so lonely in Cleveland by myself. But, there was never any discussion of us stepping up to the next level. I never asked him and he never asked me. I had suggested that he try to find a job in Cleveland. He would be able to move in with me and work. That would have been one choice of a solution to our problem. I tried VERY hard to get him a job. With his degree, it should have been easy to get him a job. I was getting frustrated and lonelier because I spent almost every weekend at home, in my apartment, alone. Oh, I had friends; the ones I worked with. Because I was “involved,” they chose not to invite me out to the clubs with them. Funny thing, after we broke up, they still didn’t want to involve me.

My depression was very bad at this time, but undiagnosed, I couldn’t tell Jason how I was feeling. I NEVER told him how sad I had been. Today, after experience with working with a Psychiatrist, I understand that I have been “dealing” with my depression for years, maybe even since high school.

Next problem, I had depression, but didn’t know it and couldn’t describe it.

Our trip to Tampa/St. Petersburg: So, we took a trip to Tampa. My girlfriend Terri, who I haven’t seen since then, wanted us come visit. I had hoped that it would help us with our relationship. Jason had thought the same, but it was a very rough week. I acted like a baby because I wanted to spend time with Terri and Jason just wanted to spend time with me. In the end, we both took separate flights to our homes. We had actually broken up at this point. I tried my hardest for us to give it another shot. My loneliness just continued.

Jason tried to get me to move down to the Washington area with him. I actually had an interview that took me to Virginia. We even looked at apartments together. But, again, there was never talk of commitment. I had so much debt at that point, I was just plain ashamed of myself. I got a good look and compared the prices of stuff on the east coast versus where I was. With no commitment, how could I just up and move? I was so torn. The whole time, everyone at work never knew what was going on and no one ever asked. I think that really made me even more depressed. But, as before, I just “dealt” with it.

Our breakup: So, one night in October, it came to an end. We talked on the phone. I remember a lot of blaming going on. I was told that I had lost my innocence by moving to Cleveland and working at E&Y. I had stopped writing all together. Even though I had an important job, the money to pay the bills I had accumulated with Jason, it just wasn’t enough. So, it ended. And I cried for a few days and “moved on” like had always done in the past. I was lonely and alone, but had been feeling that for a long time and realized it would continue.

It seemed that the 4-year relationship wasn't going anywhere. I know there were communication problems, but we both didn't want to handle them. Love just didn't seem to be enough. The space (distance) got in the way. If he had only told me his plans. He has now said he was looking for an apartment when we broke up. At the time, he was still living at home, and I in my own apartment. There had been no talk of commitment. We were both scared.

What if there had been a commitment? What if?

Now, I have the opportunity to have him back in my life. I've lost the last 10 years. I want his friendship, even though my depression takes over my feelings. I am willing to re-learn about him if he will give me the chance.

I've lost too many friendships over the past 10 years. I can't lose this one. I'm not desperate, just in need of friends, especially since I want him to be totally honest with me.

Plus, there's an upside. Because he has told me he is running again and running marathons, maybe I'm inspired to try to lose weight. It's only 3 years until my 20-year reunion. Plus, if I ever get the opportunity to see him again, I don’t want him to see how the years aged me. I’m now 35 and feel like I’m 60!

Love to all,
8^ )

As Marie, my sister, says, "Everything happens for a reason." There must have been a larger purpose to this experience. I just don't know what that meaning is yet.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Herding Cats (Kittens)

When I worked for Ernst & Young, I would frequently hear a phrase, "We're herding cats." I semi understood what it meant for business. It seems that it deals with technology businesses and project management.

It has a whole new meaning for me now. I've got a HERD of Kittens. Now, from 2 adults to 2 aduls and 4 babies, 6 cats total.


Love to all,
8^ )
How Patches Adopted Us

In our home, which is now not new after a year of living here, we were adopted by a little kitty. I have since come to find out she is a "calico," which means she is black, white, and orange. She showed up at our front door the first week of May. Here in Northeast Ohio, the weather can be quite crazy. Even now in July, our in house temperature was 69 degrees because it was so cool outside. Anyway, it was down to freezing. The first night, she slept behind our hedges that line our front door. Every time Rob went out to smoke (yes ladies, he smokes, but has never smoked in the house, only outside), this little kitty would follow him. She was so loving. The next day, while waiting with Cassi to catch the bus, the kitty showed up again. She was trying so hard to get into the house.

We already had one cat in the house. So, with good conscience, I couldn't just let her be outside, and not get some food. She obviously hadn't eaten in a few days. I took a paper plate full of dry food and a bowl of water out. She ate half of the food at the first sitting.

She kept trying to get in. When she did, she found a place to curl up and sleep. We had (just gave to our camper friends) a "little girl couch" which can also be called a "chair and a half" where she found a spot and slept all day. The poor, tired thing was soooo tired. She must have been booted out of her home. So, Cassi and I adopted her. Rob didn't know we brought her in yet. We have this blue couch (have had it since 1996, before meeting Rob), she was sleeping on top of the couch and half hanging off. Rob sat down and looked at the cat. He says, "Charlie needs to watch or she'll fall off." I reply to him, "That's not Charlie." He had to look closely at the kitty to see that it wasn't her. You see, Charlie is also a calico. The only difference is that the new kitty had a larger white tip on her tail. Cassi and I named her Patches.

Over the past few weeks, I noticed that Patches got fat quickly. I just figured it was because she was eating so much here. Our home has a full-size basement, where their litter pan lives. There are also bowls of water and dry food, along with a set of bowls in the kitchen.

Come the night of my 2 finals and manuscript and audio CDs, she decides she is going to hibernate under our computer desk. We tried to get her to stay in a box, but it didn't work. Rob says, "She's pregnant." We got her out of the room so that I could complete what I wanted for the night and get the room closed. That's all we needed was to have babies next to computers.

So, I ended up not getting to bed until 3am. With all the stuff going on that night, I just couldn't sleep, another dose of insomnia. At 5am, Cassi comes running in, "The cats are fighting." After 2 hours of sleep, I, feeling very drugged, get up and go into her room. Cassi had slept that night on her floor in her Disney Princess indoor play tent. As I walk into the room, I hear a bunch of "mews" coming from the tent. It appeared that Patches decided to have her babies in the tent, WITH CASSI IN IT!

So, at 5am, two babies were born, at 6:30 a third, and 9am the last. Our family of 5 just went to a family of 9! If anyone in the area is looking for a kitten, we'll be ready to adopt them in 7 weeks (since they're a week old today). Here is a picture of the babies drinking.

She's so good with her babies. We are not going to name them. I don't think it will be fair for Cassi to name them, only to adopt them away. They will all be litter trained before being adopted.

Through all of this, Charlie has been very good. On the first day of the births, Charlie went to the room and hissed a little. But, other than that, nothing.

I'll add more photos as they grow.

Love to all,
8^ )