Addicted to cats... sick!

Let's pretend that it hasn't been 9 months since I blogged, okay? Good. Yesterday I got home from yet another exhausting day that I thought would never end. I was all ready to wrap up in my favorite blanket, watch some trashy TV, and listen to the amazing wind/rain/hail outside. I turned on my TV and saw a little clip of this (the cat part, not the ventriloquism part although I think that's pretty creepy too). Needless to say my relaxing evening was gone never to return. I was physically ill. I opened my Tivo menu, selected my trashy show, and hit select only to find this. (I tried to upload the video but it was taking FOREVER!)

I had visions of a window covered in these Sunny Seats. Cats everywhere. Jumping from bed to bed. Fighting, hissing, and shedding. My night was ruined. I turned off the TV and went to sleep. Little did I know that those evil little cats were waiting for me in my nightmares. Just in case it wasn't clear. I hate cats.

So It's My Birthday... So What.

Yet another year is about to pass and I am not thrilled about it. Many people hate there birthday because they hate being older and closer to death. I just hate all of the hype. Why does there have to be all of this expectation? That is why I hate it. You always expect it to be a glorious day but the reality never meets the expectation. My strategy? Expect nothing. That way if by some chance something amazing does happen it will be that much better. I have been harassed by many for my pessimistic outlook on this day but I say LET ME BE! It's my birthday and I will feel how I like about it. For years I have had a secret goal to check into a hotel on my birthday and avoid it all together. Unfortunately, I have never been able to do this for one reason or another. Luckily I know several people who share my birthday so I am able to attend their birthday celebrations without having to deal with my own. This year (due to advice from my psychic Miss Kitty) I have one party that I am going to miss. This opens up my Friday night so tonight at movie night I was secretly making without informing my friends that it is my birthday. This plan seems to be working. If all goes as planned I will be spending Friday night jumping over a bonfire in Warner Valley with some great friends who are totally oblivious. As far as Saturday goes, I am afraid that I am forced into attending a family party. Every year it is either endure a family party or try to dodge the bullets full of guilt that come flying my way. I don't understand this. If I don't want a party why must people force me into it? I just hope that this week passes without to much stress.

Sad

Birthday
Bear

Random Gal

By the way, my decision to post is in no way related to the request and demands for me to do so.

Also, I blog for me not for you(sorry). So if you don't enjoy my random ramblings or my lack of pictures than feel free not to read it. Wow that sounds harsh but I am tired, stressed, and grumpy so there you go. Tomorrow I will most likely come back and delete that last statement but for now it stays.