I am a coward

I admit it.

The woman I gave my cat to called me last night, I deliberately didn't take the call for fear she is calling to give back the cat.

I am that pathetic.

I can't avoid her forever though, that's not cool, so I am calling her back this afternoon. Maybe. Kidding, definitely. In the interim, just in case she is calling to tell me Mao is still under the bed and this isn't working, I have downloaded a bunch of stuff on cats in new homes and how long it can take them to adapt. I feel bad, since I don't want her to be unhappy, but on the flipside, I don't want me to be unhappy either. So, there we are.

One of my iris bloomed, I have no idea which one it is. I assumed it would be Catchy Name (creamy yellow standards, lavender falls) since it is a very prolific bloomer, but clearly, this is not Catchy Name.
This is cool, whilst (love that word) wandering through someone's website looking at iris pictures trying to id above iris (should have kept the list that came with the box from Mom and Dad), I came across this -

$ 4.00 SATAN'S MISTRESS - SELIGMANN, 1983, 28, E-M, -, TB Red black; dark red black B.

Gus Seligmann was my grandfather, and Satan's Mistress (which is a gorgeous iris) was created by my brother. So, too cool!!!

Breaking up is hard to do...

Actually, when you're breaking up for all the right reasons it's not as hard is it might have been.

No, I didn't fabricate a boyfriend and break up with him for the sake of this blog post, I am still happily single.

What I did do, however, is give my cat away. It's been a long time coming. I thought I would be sad, but to be honest, I really wasn't. The woman I gave him to came recommended by a vet tech at one of the local hospitals and I ended up spending about 2 hours at her house talking to her and looking at old family photos. I am going to check in with her later today and then check in with her again on Saturday to see how things are going, but I am confident this is in everyone's best interests, especially his.

So now I am a single pet household and I think I am okay with that.

Mother's Day is upon us

So I made some cards.

Thanks, Rosie, another fun afternoon!!

Time to decompress

Life has been a wee bit stressful recently. Nothing I can't handle, but it does creep up and get me sometimes. Last weekend was the open house for my condo. Now, I live a pretty neat life, but living a neat life and having an open house ready condo are two very different things. So, last weekend, I worked ridiculously hard getting my condo to open house readiness, then had the open house, then had a 14 hour day on Monday, and I just am not bouncing back.

My shoulders ache, I am exhausted, I can't get to the gym, I just come home and collapse. So, this is not where I need/want to be.

Tomorrow, therefore, is officially Decompression Day. I plan to sleep in, take Millie to the store to pick out a new toy celebrating her status as an AKC registered pooch, and then nap. I canceled my Saturday morning plans, so I can take it easy on Saturday too. Saturday night, I am going to see a concert in Berkeley with some friends and on Sunday, I have a card making class. Then Monday, I will be bright eyed and bushy tailed once more.

On the bright side, Saturday while I was preparing for the open house some people stopped by unexpectedly to see the condo. Of course, it was in pre-open house disarray, but they loved it and made an offer. I have accepted the offer and it is now up to the bank to agree. Fingers crossed!!

She is now official

Since finishing my Masters, I have more time on my hands to devote to mindless pursuits. Mindless pursuit #1 is French. Mindless pursuit #2 is dog obedience. Technically not mindless, since an obedient dog is a happy, safe dog, but still. So today, I took that next step in Millie's obedience training. I registered her with AKC as a mixed breed so that we can compete in AKC mixed breed trials. Her first trial will be a Rally Trial in June. I am hoping to title her twice, once in Obedience (her CD) and once in Rally (her RA, she will need an RN title to get her RA, but RA is the ultimate goal). Technically, she is already titled as she has her CGC and is a therapy dog. But we (meaning I) want obedience titles.

We start Rally class in 2 weeks and then the trial is in June. Not long, but she has a multitude of obedience classes under her belt, so I think we will be okay. Once I get moved, we will move up from advanced obedience to show novice where we will start perfecting our form for the obedience ring.

I didn't hear anything more from the NatGeo people, so I assume we didn't make it past round 2. Oh well. She is still a star to me!!!

I need to carry my camera

Every day at lunch, I walk across the street and do mile loop along the bay. Sometimes I take Millie and sometimes I go on my own. What I never take is my camera. And today, that bit me on the ass. I ran into a guy with a 12' fishing pole, I said wow, what are you catching? He says, sharks.

Dood.

Millie and I did the fastest mile I think we had ever done, so I could get back and see if the guy could catch a shark. I did pause long enough to take this picture -

Not bad, considering it's from my phone and really, how cute is she??

Anyway, shark guy. He ended up catching a 40 pound bat ray! We watched him haul it in, wow, those things do put up a good fight.

Next time, I need to have my camera!!!

Of sociopaths and me

I had my first run in with real crazy people. And not like homeless crazy people, these are supposed mainstream types.

Anyway, Saturday morning, I went to my local Starbucks drive thru to get coffee. HUGE line, I thought what the hell and went ahead and pulled in. I order my coffee, then pulled up and called my Mom. I am all chatting away and I feel my car move, I said to my Mom, I think the people behind me just hit me. Then BOOM they hit me again. I get off the phone and get out of the car, make sure there is no damage and say STOP HITTING MY CAR. Something I feel is a reasonable request. She ROLLS HER EYES AT ME. I am floored.

Get back in my car, pull away from them, and like 5 minutes later, BOOM, they hit my ****ing car AGAIN.

I am like are you kidding me??I get out of the car again and I say seriously, what the **** is your problem, STOP HITTING MY GOD DAMN CAR.

Now, these aren't kids. This is a woman in her 60s and her, apparently psychotic, 90yo mother.

The old woman start mimicking me being mad and starts flapping her arms. That's when I realize, these people not sane. Seriously, like Deliverance not sane.

WHO DOES THAT.****ing psychotic sociopaths.

Anyway.

Got my coffee and left.Made it to my hair appointment and regaled my hairdresser with tales of the crazies.