Not cool, Ayanna!
And then when I try to get it away from her, she takes me on a wild goose chase and then hides.
But I always find her!
I don't think I'm the boss around here....
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- koreen (aka: winn)
- I'm a hobbyist photographer, a school counselor, a health junkie, and a mom. But above all, I'm just a woman living my truth. My biggest happiness in life is to savour each moment while it happens. That's all. That's everything.
Showing posts with label damn annoying cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label damn annoying cat. Show all posts
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Moments With Ayanna
Ayanna is a big fan of tv watching, particularly animal shows, although she's not opposed to a good cartoon or action film. Recently however, she has started to hog the remote.
Not cool, Ayanna!
And then when I try to get it away from her, she takes me on a wild goose chase and then hides.
But I always find her!
I don't think I'm the boss around here....
Not cool, Ayanna!
And then when I try to get it away from her, she takes me on a wild goose chase and then hides.
But I always find her!
I don't think I'm the boss around here....
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A Modern Christmas Carol
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
Why are you laying on the ground?
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
What the h*&% made you fall down?
Your ornaments are broken,
I must admit I'm shaken;
But Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
My Christmas vibe's not taken.
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
I'm pretty sure it's Chloe
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
She's such a naughty kitty!
The smashing woke me with a start
The crash I heard 'most stopped my heart
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
I guess I'll take you all apart.
(Excuse me while I go sweep up the broken glass before my 3 year old runs through it.
And then I can set it up again. Maybe.)
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
Again you're standing straight and tall,
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
This time I'm praying you won't fall!
The kitty's locked up in the basement.
You'll never look the same again.
(Sob)
Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree
I just can't wait for today to end!
Sunday, December 13, 2009
A Look At Our Week
Lotus is hosting Weekly Winners again, so go see Sarcastic Mom for more photo action.
Icing On the Cake
Always In Motion
Don't Bother Me, I Won't Bother You
Angels Watching Over
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Oh So Tired
I think that's actually the title of my life. I started losing sleep before Evan was born... he would keep me up all night sometimes kicking. And then after the birth, forget it. Deep in sleep debt. So, now that Evan's sleeping through the night regularly, and I even get some nights off when Evan stays at his nannie's (bless her!), you'd think I'd just sleep and sleep, right? Ha! My body is used to not sleeping, so I end up falling asleep at my normal time and waking up when my body is used to Evan waking up: the butt-crack of dawn. That's including using sleeping pills! I give up. Give me coffee or give me death: the only way to cope.
And of course, typing around the cat right now doesn't help me focus.
It's been a week since my last post, and I've been busy, but the strange thing is, there's not much to tell. I've been keeping up on the laundry, dishes, even (strangely enough) cleaning the floors occasionally. Then there's always the studying I'm trying to get done. We got the wood in, thanks to Evan and Nannie, and Evan even made a half-step towards potty-training. He pulled off his training pants and dumped his poop in the toilet before I even knew he was in the bathroom. Was he ever excited! We danced around and around together. That was several days ago, and he's back to pooping in the corner. Oh well. And now, he needs to have some "car time" or "ball time" or some such thing. We'll keep you posted. Yawn!
And of course, typing around the cat right now doesn't help me focus.
It's been a week since my last post, and I've been busy, but the strange thing is, there's not much to tell. I've been keeping up on the laundry, dishes, even (strangely enough) cleaning the floors occasionally. Then there's always the studying I'm trying to get done. We got the wood in, thanks to Evan and Nannie, and Evan even made a half-step towards potty-training. He pulled off his training pants and dumped his poop in the toilet before I even knew he was in the bathroom. Was he ever excited! We danced around and around together. That was several days ago, and he's back to pooping in the corner. Oh well. And now, he needs to have some "car time" or "ball time" or some such thing. We'll keep you posted. Yawn!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Top 5 Reasons Why I'm Glad To Be Home
Okay, so here are MY top 5 reasons why I think it's good to be home from vacationing:
1. My coffee. I had to drink commercial coffee, which has nothing on my brew. No, I don't grow or roast or even grind my beans. It's just in the way I make it; it's pretty strong. You have to trust me on this. I'm perky again. And that's not just from catching up on my sleep... 'cause how much sleep can you get with a lonely cat walking around my head all night nuzzling me with either her tickly tail or cold wet nose, just to make sure I'm still here and not leaving anytime soon. Keep that up, cat, and I'll be gone again! So, back to the perkiness... it's good coffee. I also find it useful in removing road tar from my vehicle.
2. It's a nice feeling know that my little boy is relaxing in his own comfy bed... that he is going to have a good night's sleep and that just makes every day better.
3. Back to my routine! Yes, I'm a slave to routine. I mean, come on; I don't have to think about what to do next, I just have to do it. I know what's expected, and Evan knows what's expected. (I'm not saying NO to spontaneity, just that sometimes spontaneity should be carefully, thoughtfully planned.) There are fewer tears, and he even puts himself to bed. Man, I must be boring if my toddler is happy to go to bed! (Notice a Sleep theme here?)
4. I get my alone time again. Not that I wasn't happy to visit with my friends, I really was; it was wonderful and I'm SO glad I got to see people and catch up and have (gasp!) real adult conversations IN PERSON! Yay! I don't get that social outlet here. But I like a balance of socializing and regenerating alone (without The Boy or whining or crying or demanding or...) So, what do I do on my alone time? Mostly Facebook my friends....
5. I can walk around nude if I want... when The Boy isn't here of course. Yes, this means Friday nights and Saturday mornings. By the way, that's a warning to all solicitors, especially evangelical salespersons: I'm not getting dressed for nothin', not even the Good News. Hope this doesn't entirely put off visitors.... ;D
I could probably think of more things, but I had late night catching up on my tv watching, internet browsing, blah blah blah, and now I've only had my first cup of coffee, but there might be more reasons later. And I guarantee they'll ALL be about sleep. Yawn! Back to business....
1. My coffee. I had to drink commercial coffee, which has nothing on my brew. No, I don't grow or roast or even grind my beans. It's just in the way I make it; it's pretty strong. You have to trust me on this. I'm perky again. And that's not just from catching up on my sleep... 'cause how much sleep can you get with a lonely cat walking around my head all night nuzzling me with either her tickly tail or cold wet nose, just to make sure I'm still here and not leaving anytime soon. Keep that up, cat, and I'll be gone again! So, back to the perkiness... it's good coffee. I also find it useful in removing road tar from my vehicle.
2. It's a nice feeling know that my little boy is relaxing in his own comfy bed... that he is going to have a good night's sleep and that just makes every day better.
3. Back to my routine! Yes, I'm a slave to routine. I mean, come on; I don't have to think about what to do next, I just have to do it. I know what's expected, and Evan knows what's expected. (I'm not saying NO to spontaneity, just that sometimes spontaneity should be carefully, thoughtfully planned.) There are fewer tears, and he even puts himself to bed. Man, I must be boring if my toddler is happy to go to bed! (Notice a Sleep theme here?)
4. I get my alone time again. Not that I wasn't happy to visit with my friends, I really was; it was wonderful and I'm SO glad I got to see people and catch up and have (gasp!) real adult conversations IN PERSON! Yay! I don't get that social outlet here. But I like a balance of socializing and regenerating alone (without The Boy or whining or crying or demanding or...) So, what do I do on my alone time? Mostly Facebook my friends....
5. I can walk around nude if I want... when The Boy isn't here of course. Yes, this means Friday nights and Saturday mornings. By the way, that's a warning to all solicitors, especially evangelical salespersons: I'm not getting dressed for nothin', not even the Good News. Hope this doesn't entirely put off visitors.... ;D
I could probably think of more things, but I had late night catching up on my tv watching, internet browsing, blah blah blah, and now I've only had my first cup of coffee, but there might be more reasons later. And I guarantee they'll ALL be about sleep. Yawn! Back to business....
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