Sunday, 25 July 2010
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Cat Nip turns regular cats into LOL Cats!
Today was the first day my family has ever given our cats catnip. We're about to go on a long trip and we had the idea that it could be like weed for cats and chill them out and if they were drugged maybe they'd care less that we're driving halfway across the States.
After rubbing their faces all over a fake mouse stuffed with the delectable drug, the cats were completely out of it.. they just rolled on the ground for about an hour. We read later that cat nip is supposed to make cats crazy hyper, but our cats are already crazy and they're kind of old... They're both about nine and absolutely insane. It probably works like ritalin for kids with ADHD.. it calms those kids down, but anyone else that takes it, it makes them hyper.
So my cats have ADHD....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qIx0QRZjaYg
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I cry ALL the time
Everything has been making me cry recently, happy things, sad things, ASPCA television ads, funding commercials for children in Africa, episodes of Grey's Anatomy that I've seen a million times, and even movie previews (like for Charlie St. Cloud)...
...and not just a certain week, it's been for months that I've been a complete sap!
I hope this doesn't mean I've suddenly become some kind of overemotional crazy woman. I don't know what flipped my switch, but something has definitely changed. Is anyone else like this, or worse? What makes anyone cry?
Guys typically cry less than women for biological and sociological reasons, they've got more testosterone and are raised differently from women. When a male child scrapes his knee and begins to cry he is, more often than not, answered with "you're ok, brush it off tough guy" but when a female child falls she is answered with coddling and people cooing, "are you alright, sweetheart?"
Is it biological or situational when some women cry more than others?
Saturday, 24 July 2010
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CraPoetry (old)
I suffered pangs of loss,
as your face came to mind.
I’ve lost you though we were once entwined…
…which used to mean something.
For now, you are my diary.
I write to you, for only you,
Words you will never view…
…this means something.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe, remembering our tryst-
I think of you with every breath that escapes my lips…
…that must mean something.
To me, you are the guy-
my leading man.
You changed me…
… my meaning, forever.---------------------------------
My most proud poetic moment would have to have been when I wrote a sonnet with the line "Lang syne lover with face akin to jade"
I wish I could find that poem somewhere. I think it was published in my high school journal, but I'm not entirely sure.
Friday, 23 July 2010
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July is National Ice Cream Month
July is definitely the best month known to humanity, although it is the "unlucky month for weddings." Along with being National Ice Cream Month, July is National Anit-Boredom Month, National Blueberry Month, and National Cell Phone Courtesy Month.
My Birthday, July 31, is Mutt's Day! Lucky for me I have a mutt, a lovely Australian Shepherd mix named Grace. My sister told me it was the National Day of Dance but I haven't been able to find that anywhere.
Sunday, 11 July 2010
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First Crush Phenomenon
I still remember my first crush. It was from 2nd grade to 4th grade and I thought I was in LOVE. His name, how he looked, how crazy I was about him are all emblazoned in my mind, but I cannot recall a memory of us talking (although I did sing him a Britney Spears song during a class talent show). He was cute, in a boy band I-love-the-90s kind of way, with icy blue eyes and blonde hair that he spiked with gel. When I moved away, I wrote him letters that I sealed with a kiss.
I didn't give up on the possibility of him liking me until I stopped receiving letters. As soon as I knew he wasn't responding anymore, my feelings for him ceased. I feel like I love that way now, while I'm in love I love fully, but as soon as I realize things aren't going well I can stop loving. I make myself quit for my own good.
Do many people believe in this sort of phenomenon (that we love like we always have)? Does it have a name? It could be compared to our relationship with time and how we were born. For instance, my sister was a week late but as soon as she decided to come she was there in less than 2 hours (the doctor hadn't even come yet). My mom says she's like that now, that she takes her time doing things but as soon as she's ready she gets it done quickly. I was born after 17 hours of labor, but it was a day or two before the due date. I'm like that now, I'll start doing something but it takes me a while to get it done.
