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Welcome to my blog! You might be thinking, "365 Lemontinis? Is this a drinking game blog?" Nah. Just my upgraded concept of making lemonade when life hands you lemons. (Let's face it Lemontinis are much more exciting than plain ol' lemonade! And only if you are of age mind, I don't endorse underage drinking!!) I hope this will be a fun, creative outlet for me and that anyone reading it gets a kick out of it too. My "Maiden" post was on New Years Eve 2011 and it explains my motivation for this blog (in rather great detail, sorry.) I'll be writing one post a day for the duration of 2012, squeezing the deliciousness out of life even when it's tough.

Thanks for reading!

Monday, January 23, 2012

sleepy time cat

8:26am


Thought I'd start with my night last night since I'm trying to be good about writing down dreams and all. There wasn't really much in the way of dreams, but it was an odd night, and I'm very tired this morning because of it.


My tiger striped Norwegian Forest cat decided to sleep with us last night. And not so much with us, but with me, on my pillow, as close to me as physically possible. Now, Hobbs isn't the biggest cat in the world, but he's the biggest cat I've ever had and takes up a significant amount of room. He was adamant on leaving zero space between us. I started the night actually laying in between him and my blissfully unawares husband using a throw pillow because Hobbs decided my entire pillow would be his bed. No biggie, we made it work and it was cozy. Then he shifted, so I shifted. I was able to flip over, hug my pillow the long way at the top, while he snuggled closely to me on the bottom half of the pillow, nestling his nose into my arm. I don't think I got any deep sleep, I was all too aware of him and was worried about smushing him. (A reason that thoroughly stumps me as to how people who co-sleep with actual babies aren't zombies.) Early on he had a bit of a coughing fit, but then was otherwise quiet. When I was drifting in and out of consciousness I kept having waking dreams that he was either sick or dying. A combination of a subconscious (and very conscious) fear of losing him as well as, finding it odd that he was wanting to be so close. It's not unlike him to want to sleep with us, but this guy was being an absolute cuddle machine, which is normal for sitting on the couch, but not usually a co-sleeping behavior of his, especially all night long. So I kept waking all worried for his health. I remember waking up at one point seeing him lying there very still and to my mostly latent consciousness it seemed he wasn't breathing.  I remember lifting him up, gently joggling him and rattling off names of kitteh's past before I remembered it was Hobbs. I realized I was just out of it and he was fine, so I held him and cuddled with him more...really hoping my husband was knocked out enough to not notice I had just called Hobbs by several names of cats who are no longer with us, LOL! After that we slept without much incident until he left, and came back a few minutes later, at 445, to go outside. So I kinda slept poorly, but it was nice knowing that my sweetie kitty wanted to be up there and cuddle with me so much. I'd rather have a sleepless night like that than a good nights sleep with no kitteh's at all. AND, I might add that, of all the creepy ass chit that could happen to me when I sleep, that was very mild and I'll take it. I should also mention that all the while I balanced our little Sofie bean on my feet all night too, which is the usual routine and her usual spot. And Hobbs came in about 845 this morning and is already snoozing on the couch.




Ok more later!






736pm


Chillaxin. Hubs and Leu are playing down in the basement playroom and I'm rockin out on my iPod and just got done doing some things around the house. Thought I'd finish this baby up for the evening. I'm not sure how terribly interesting the first part of this entry really is...I haven't read it and not sure if I should. Probably one of those, stupid, no one will care posts, but I just found the situation funny and will enjoy reading about it later. I guess I don't really care if you like it or not. :-) He's actually really riled up right now, sitting on the love seat looking out the window kinda in kitteh wiggin' out mode. He keeps grumbling and flapping his tail agitatedly at what, I cannot determine. Psh. Anwhoo... I'm very proud of myself. I decided to try something new for dinner tonight and kinda lived on the edge a little in the kitchen. I made spinach and mushroom lasagna rolls and totally winged it! Meaning no measuring, no recipe, only wit and creativity to guide me! They actually turned out great! It's one of those recipes I'll be able to fool around with more another time with different fillings.


Alcatraz and Castle on tonight! Eh. I'm so predicable.


See ya tomorrow!































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