summer's coming...

YAY!!!

Memorial Day weekend. I love and hate it. It reminds us that school is ALMOST over...but not quite.

I had a pretty good weekend. I went out on Friday with a guy I met on OKCupid. I thought we had a pretty good time. Of course, I haven't heard from him since then. Oh, well.

I spent a whole lot of Saturday working in the garden. I planted several pots of stuff, including tomatoes and basil. I dug up an old butterfly bush and planted a new one. I put in a climbing rose. I did a whole lot of weeding. Yawn.

Dad came in late Saturday. The first thing I got him to do was take down a couple tree branches! Thanks for climbing that ladder--I hate heights.

Sunday after church we went out to Cranbrook. I had never been there before. I got some great photos! Check this one out.






Or this one.

The Month of May

I always forget how BUSY the month of May is in my life. We can now see the end of the tunnel in classes (only 15 more full days to go!!!), and we have all the end of year stuff like Honors Convocation and Graduation. The incoming freshman events are almost all in May. It feels like the steepest part of the hill just as I'm running out of gas!!!

Case in point: this week. I was so tired all this week and got home after 7 several days. So I was really ready to sleep in today...but I had to walk the Asthma Walk down on the Riverfront for Service Club/National Honor Society. We met at school at 7:30--so much for sleeping in. So I came home and went back to bed. I slept for almost 3 hours, but now I'm all groggy and dozy, basically useless.

On the positive, I'm loving my new baby. Sedona had her claws removed last week and doesn't seem to even care. She slows down to curl up with me. She loves to sleep with me, particularly under the covers burrowed into the small of my back. It takes a little getting used to.

So all is normal at my household--crazed but normal. *sigh*

Sedona, part 2

SHE'S SO CUTE!!! And what a little purrbaby.

That's all I've got. :)

Sedona

After the drama of losing Tam, I was really ready to find a new baby. My other cat, Toby, was wandering about looking for Tam, and I just felt so badly for him! So, I was planning to go to the Meet Your Best Friend at the Zoo event this weekend. But then I found out that it was supposed to rain all day today. So I started looking around online on Petfinder.

I happened to click on a cat at the Dearborn Animal Shelter, and I found that they were running a previous adopter special--half off on any animal if you adopted from them before. Well, Toby is from the Dearborn Shelter, and so was Cezanne. Yay, half price! So Wednesday I went in and checked out the kittens. It took five full minutes; this little girl cuddled in and started to purr the minute I picked her up. So I made the arrangements and picked her up yesterday.

Toby is not thrilled by the idea of a new shadow, but he's pretty good with other cats, so I think he'll chill out.

I've named her Sedona, because her colors look like the faded colors of the rocks at dusk in the desert. Pretty little thing, isn't she?

the other shoe

I guess I spoke too fast.  I'm a little boggled by my day, honestly.

I woke up this morning and just wasn't feeling...right...so I called in sick and went back to sleep.  When I woke up, I came downstairs and went to let Tam out of the guest room, where she's been spending nights until she gets big enough to get up on the bed herself (and to keep Toby from eating her food!).

I opened the door and found Tam sprawled on the floor.  She was stiff and cold and unresponsive.  I immediately called the vet and told them I was on the way.  Dr. Mike met me on the way in.  He looked at her and said, "I'm sorry;  she's gone."  But then Tam raised her head.

We spent over an hour and a half working with her, pumping drugs into her and trying to warm her up.  Mike told me that she had hookworms and that this probably put her into shock, which was just too much for her little body.  He finally told me that I had three options:  I could stay as long as I needed to, I could take her home and try and warm her up with a heating pad, or I could take her to the emergency vet.  He said that, if she were his, he'd take her home.  So I did.

I spent the afternoon holding her.  My friend Chris came over and helped.  But just before 7 tonight, Tam stopped breathing.  She was seven weeks old.  

I can't stop crying.

a good weekend

I had such a good Saturday!

I started out by taking Tambien (yup, that's the name I picked) to the vet, where they told me that she's actually a little big for her age (who knew that 6/10 of a pound was big???!!!???) and gave her a shot. The wonderful vet also clipped her nails, so she can no longer use my flesh as a scratching post!!

Cute vet, btw. I decided to find a new vet's office after the deal with Cezanne. I was frustrated by the unwillingness of the vet at VCA to give me a straight story, and I'd gotten annoyed at the fact that we never saw the same vet--the lady I worked with when D'Urb was so sick last spring doesn't even work there anymore. So I went to Bridget's vet; he's been in business for almost 25 years and has few associate vets. I got the associate guy on Saturday.

Then I went to the mall, where I got my Clinique refills and caught bonus time (yay, gift with purchase!!). As I sat eating my lunch, I saw a woman coming out of a salon with a fresh pedi and thought, "oooo, yeah!" So I called Douglas J in Royal Oak and scheduled one. Two hours and $39 later, I had beautiful soft feet and a new bottle of OPI polish (it came with parafin too!). Great place--I'm a fan. I'd go back for anything but a haircut and only because I want an ongoing relationship with my hairstylist and the students are done in 11 months.

new baby

Well, I was planning to wait a couple more weeks to get a new cat, but the lady with the kittens called today to say that her husband was done with them and was planning to take them to the pound if they didn't get out of his house. I decided that it was better to take one early than not get one and have them end up at the pound. So I now have a very little girl in my house. She's currently burrowed in a blanket on the couch sleeping. Apparently, being run from house to house to get adopted was stressful! She's a gray and white tuxedo, and I had forgotten how small kittens are!

I'm pondering names. So far, my ideas are Boleyn, Salinger, and Tambien. My friend Charlie suggested Samantha. I'll keep you apprised and post photos when she wakes up!