Tuesday, the 14th of NaNoWriMo

Yesterday, I had things to do – wash to do, trash to get ready, you know – stuff. And last night was a big show on The Voice. I think it was in a short span between doing laundry and getting ready to go write words that I felt a need to sit down and throw paint at paper. (The paper wasn’t too cooperative and I realized later it was because it was the second to last sheet of paper in the block. So it wasn’t really attached to anything. OK, but I still like taping my watercolor paper down more.) This is what came of it.

I was off today. I was off Monday. I am off tomorrow. I am grateful to whatever caused that to happen. This morning I was up bright and early to get three cats to a meeting with destiny, I mean, the vet. That took some pre-planning yesterday and some trickery this morning but we all got there and back and as far as I know, no one got hurt or bitten.

The kittens are now vaccinated and won’t have to go back until probably January when it will be time to deactivate their reproductive systems. They’re in fine shape and didn’t even seem thrown by the two shots today.

Anyway the mission was to get them there and back and then to find some way to get some words written. And that happened too. I got a few hours where I wrote a big scene. Not exactly sure that is how it went down but there’s something and I’m moving on. Yesterday was harder writing because there were five different groups of people who delivered blessings for the newlyweds and those are in poem form. Today I was writing a coronation speech but the Queen is a pretty good inspirational speaker so not as hard. Ended up with more words than this and there might be a few left in me.

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Friday

Up at the crack of dark to go to work, after a night when the kittens just wouldn’t quit… Had a nice reward after I got to the mall:

iPhone X* launch of course so no one was in the parking lot looking up. They were all lined up in the mall by the Apple Store. I managed to work long enough that if I had taken my lunch and last break I would have had 15 minutes of work remaining so we agreed I’d go home.

Had a nice early dinner with Mom. Today would have been my parents’ 66th wedding anniversary. Mom and I did a lot of chatting despite the fact that my voice was about non-existent.

Then I decided to stop at the East Greenbush Library to see if I could kick start my NaNoWriMo word count. In earlier years I used to duck into the library every night, hole up in a corral and write until I ran out of words or until they kicked everyone out. On Friday they close at six which gave me just enough time to set up, sit down, start writing – oh! THERE’S an idea! – and get about 800 words before the next to last call. The library is in their booksale mode though and even though the library was closed the book sale was open til 8:30. I spotted a book of quotations on the way in and there it still was on the way out… meant to be. But then I went in and looked around. I can’t show some of the goodies I got because they’re for someone else but here’s a sample:

The kittens are not getting that I’m not amused. I just wanted to crawl into bed with a cup of my un-drunk thermos o’tea and it felt so good climbing between the newly changed sheets and yes of course tea everywhere… grrr.

Let’s do it again tomorrow.

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Home. Week One in Progress.

Got home the morning of Friday, after a long flight from NZ (and a short one to Auckland) and a long wait in LA (where I was glad it wasn’t the inner circle of hell as it was two years ago), a long red-eye to Philly and a short hop to Albany. There was only a little dozing during any of that. While I was not-sleeping, I was listening to Lincoln in the Bardo as an audiobook. Whoa.

I tried to stay awake because I had to sleep Friday night – because I had to go to work the next day. I dozed for about an hour on Mom’s couch and managed to roll over my glasses, squashing and breaking them. Now that’s a pronblem because I need them to drive and to work. I drive out to the place where I got them and miraculously they had the same frames and were able to pop my lenses into them.

That night I slept pretty good after dinner with mom and packing up the cats.

First day back at work… well.

Saturday night. No sleep at all until just before I would normally get up. Booooo! So I was pretty zombified the whole of Sunday. Nothing could have kept me from sleeping last night.

Woke up this morning when the alarm went off and was granted 45 minutes back in bed because some kitten – yes say it with me – SOME KITTEN – had reset the clock, probably by walking over it. Thankfully ahead not back.

Hopefully the worst is past on all that LOL. All that: worth every single minute of that whole trip. Tomorrow morning the kittens are going to the vets for the first time. All together now – awwww!

A good memory is one trained to forget the trivial. — Clifton Fadiman

Two weeks and growing and adventuring

Well they’re actually two and a half months old but they have sure grown since they moved in. They are sweet and adorable and cute as all get out which is good because they’re into EVERYThing. They leap tall buildings in a single bound. They’ve learned how to drink out of a faucet. They are kissing up to Molly who seems to regard them with interest and occasionally sniffs them. They find things, they collapse in little kitten piles of sleep and then they do it all again.

They’ll be having a little adventure with Molly starting tomorrow. Watch this space to find out more. Also check out the links at the top of the column to the right of here.

Houston, we have kittehs!

Yes, yes, yes, you’re saying. We know you have kittens. They’re 100%, 24/7 adorable. Got it.

Well, I think these kittens finally have names! Ginny (top) and Harry (bottom)

Today’s Blur of Kittens

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Where that Experiment Ended Up

Remember me messing around with clouds with a splash of gouache?

I finally scanned the end result wherein I filled in the land area and then made it darker.

In reality though my life is all about these two little monsters. Still no names. And for the record… multicolor cats don’t need a splotch of graphite gray paint on their little cheeks… I’m looking at you little girl kitten…