July 16th, 2010 | Author: trancejen
The good news, the VERY good news, is that my stepdad relented, and I get to keep Skittles!
Apparently my mother has been guilting him to death on the telephone every evening, and it’s worked. Not only is he not getting rid of Skittles, he’s not getting rid of his own cat.
She’s been telling him exactly what my dear friend Fredlet has been telling me for days (with much chagrin): “Pets are not disposable.” Apparently it worked. Go, mom. (And go, Fred.)
I couldn’t be more pleased. And I swear, Skittles seems more relaxed.
I’m not imagining this. I’m not.
Suck it, cynics.
As for the bad news, I unfortunately will not be joining my tribe of crazy internet friends in Vegas this summer.
There have just been way too many seizures lately, and I think it would be both foolish and risky to travel alone, as well as a waste of money to take an expensive vacation I’m not going to be able to fully enjoy.
I wouldn’t be able to take the heat (I’m barely able to take it out here), the late nights, or the carousing, and that would be exactly why I’d be going; so, no. Can’t do it.
I feel horrible, as I’m leaving a roommate in the lurch and a load of friends behind, but I have to make the right decision.
It pains me. I feel strangled by my own limitations, to be sure.
In still other news, I sold three things on Craigslist yesterday: a heavy bag to a muscle man for his muscle girlfriend, a fish tank to a collector, and a red velvet loveseat to a little indie girl who loved it upon first sight. I’m having so much fun with this that I might even start selling shit I don’t want to get rid of.
I did list my piano yesterday. Sigh. There’s just no room for it in the new house, and it is thirty years old. This will give me an excuse to buy that awesome baby grand, should I ever get my own place.
Right.
Happy Friday.
Yay for you and Skittles, and high five to your mom. Now tell all of those cats they’d better get along, or else!
Oops, and sorry about Vegas. I’m a Vegas addict, so I know the disappointment in not going. Vegas will still be there when you’re better, though, so don’t despair.
Yay skittles!
I’m so happy you get to keep Skittles.
I have a personal question, don’t feel obligated to answer, but as a longtime reader I’ve always wondered about your family structure. Obviously you and your mom and J live together but your step-dad lives in his own house? Are they not together I guess is my question. I have been confused while reading so that’s why I ask.
He’s not really my stepdad, per se. They’ve just been dating fro over 20 years, so we call him that. They’ve lived together on and off.
Yay for Skittles!
Go MOM!!! That’s wonderful news you get to keep the kitty, that’s how it SHOULD be.
I’m so happy you get to keep your cat. And I don’t doubt for a second that Skittles is more relaxed. Cats can pick up on your emotions like white on rice. I’m glad your stepdad is keeping his cat too. I feel so bad for displaced kitties!!
Skittles and Trancemom 4-eva! Also, I was in Petco yesterday and I noticed that they make pheromone scented cat collars called calming collars, for cats. Might be worth a try for all of the cats.
I’m so relieved you get to keep Skittles! I don’t even have the heart to get rid of my guinea pigs, let alone my cats.
YAY! on Skittles, BOO on Vegas and YAY! on Craig’s List. I’m so, so glad you get to keep Skittles – what a relief.
Bummer about Vegas but you’ll have other opportunities for late nights and carousing. But, don’t doubt for a second that you’ll be missed like the Dickens. It won’t be the same without you.
WooHoo about Skittles! So glad that your mom badgered and your stepdad relented. Both she and Fredlet are absolutely correct about the non-disposability of pets (which I know you already knew), so good on your stepdad for finally realizing that.
Boo about Vegas! But I’m sure you’ll be back carousing with your friends when you’re feeling better and don’t have the stress of moving weighing you down.
Hiya Sweet lady !
Yay for you and the Skittle monster being able to stay together after all. God, there is nothing worse than having to give up a pet that you love and enjoy. I have 3 spayed female cats and I love having all of them in my life and sleeping on my bed with me at night. Giving one away would just kill me.
Sorry about your declining health too Jen. Jesus enough is enough already! Your poor head has been banged more than anyone should ever have to endure in multiple lifetimes. If I had the money I would send you to the Mayo Clinic and bring in the best specialists available from across the globe. Seriously kiddo, in a heartbeat. In the meantime I will continue to send out only Healing thoughts in your direction until someone figures out what the Hell is going on. You DESERVE a Las Vegas weekend more than anyone I know of.
Alright, enough about that. I am always just a phone call or email away Jen – drop me a line if you need someone to bitch to about life and I am here for you at any time. Big hugs to you and your family, including the furry ones !
– John in Phoenix
Yay Skittles!!!! Yay Mom!!!! I’m very happy for you.