Welcome to my weekly Randomly Thinking post where I share random thoughts that pop into my head throughout the week. Enter at your own risk
- You know what’s great about adopting an extra cat? Instead of having two animals who want to kill me, I now have three. Seriously, why do they always walk in front of me while I am trying to walk? On Sunday my son was running with our dog when she took his legs right out from under him. She looked delighted when his face bounced off the leaf-covered ground.
- In my Sunday Bookends post, which I posted on Monday this week, I wrote George Elliott’s run-on sentences reminded me of George Steinbeck. Of course I know his name is John Steinbeck and I have corrected that in the post. Must be George was on my mind because I’ve been slogging through Silas Marner. Seriously, as I am getting into it, it’s not actually that bad. I feel bad for making fun of it Sunday. It helps that I’ve found an Irish man reading it on Youtube and it’s somehow making it more entertaining for me because he does all the voices and offers inflections that I wouldn’t have added myself while reading it.
- I have a friend whose dad has been dead for 18 years and she received an application for a ballot for him in the mail. The creepy thing is, she and her mom have moved since he died. I don’t even know how the election office figured out where to mail it. This election is going to be a mess, we all know that. I’m stocking up on extra supplies now. I made my husband buy extra toilet paper the other day because I told him there is going to be a rush on it again. We already can’t find paper plates. He went into Wal-mart the other day to buy some for us and the shelf was completely empty. It looked like the toilet paper shelves in March and April.
- I picked up a book I had reserved at the library last week, excited to get a book for free to read, then remembered how nervous library books make me because I’m always afraid I’ll get something on the book or damage it somehow. Now I carry the book around in the bag the library gave me, only taking it out to read and then shoving it right back in the bag.
- I was so glad to hear last week that so many people also mistake random yard displays or other items outside their windows as a person and have a near panic attack. My favorite had to be from Heather Dawn who said she thought her dripping sewer tank was a bear rummaging outside her house and she had to run to her house from her hot tub, without her towel. Her husband was laughing at her while she ran and it sounded so much like something that would happen with my husband and I. At least (hopefully) Heather wasn’t completely naked.
- Keith Oberman. So. Yeah. He’s lost it.
- Sean Hannity. So. Yeah. He’s lost it.
- I’m not a big fan of political commentators in general. Can you tell?
- Our adult cat likes to be outside — all the time. I don’t mind, except when she runs outside in the rain and one of my children hear her crying an hour later and cry “Oh my gosh! You left her out in the rain?! The poor thing!” I’m pretty sure she knows exactly what she is doing when she ignores me while I try to get her back in the house after she has slipped out while it is raining. She knows that wet fur will later be her key to snatching the attention away from the new kitten as the children fawn over her and dry her off with towels and make sure her food dish is full. After all, their mother cruely left that poor cat out in the rain. Right? Is it any wonder I believe that cats are inherhently evil?
- One nice thing about homeschooling my son is that I’m learning a lot about subjects I never learned in school. This week we are learning about the Hitittes, which are a group of people mentioned in the Bible and many other historical documents. According to Wikapedia, “The Hitittes are: ere an Anatolian people who played an important role in establishing an empire centered on Hattusa in north-central Anatolia around 1600 BC. This empire reached its height during the mid-14th century BC under Šuppiluliuma I, when it encompassed an area that included most of Anatolia as well as parts of the northern Levant and Upper Mesopotamia.”
- Sometimes I ask my husband to pick me up chocolate at the store and when he brings it in the house we have to conduct an exchange that looks a lot like a drug deal. He smuggles it to me so the children don’t see it, carefully hiding it against his body and sliding it to me when they aren’t in the room or their backs are turned. If we don’t do this, the little vultures will inhale it before I get any. Once it’s safely in my posession, I stash it deep in my purse or in a cupboard, high up where my kids won’t think to look, so that I can savor it over time. The only problem with this is that I have to wait for the kids to leave the vicinity of where I hid the goods so I can sample it. Most recently I hid chocolate on a high shelf in a cupboard in the kitchen. There are two problems with this: 1) my children are always near or in the kitchen and 2) I’m very short and have to use a stool or chair to get to the shelf so I’m always afraid that while I’m climbing up I’m going to fall and break a bone and have to tell a doctor what I was doing when I broke it. I suppose there are worse thingsI could say than “I was climbing to get chocolate.” At least it won’t be “I was climbing to get to my stash of cocoaine.”
- I am really enjoy Mama’s Empty Nest’s posts about the lighthouses she has visited with her family over the years. This week she wrote about one in Assateague near Chincoteague Island. Every since reading Misty of Chincoteague, I have wanted to visit there and see the wild horses. Maybe someday. My husband’s boss visits there every summer or autumn in his camper. Maybe one year I will smuggle myself in. I’m glad I didn’t go with them this year, however, since while they were there, the remenants of a hurricane hit the island. Luckily they survived the craziness and it provided Dave with a very entertaining column for the following week.
So, those are my random thoughts for the week. I’d love to hear some of yours in the comments.
11 thoughts on “Randomly Thinking: Pets are trying to kill us and are cats inherhently evil? I say, yes.”
Chincoteague is a fun place to visit, as are all of the little fishing villages along the Eastern Shore of Virginia. One of my favorite places is a little farther down the Atlantic Coast called Beaufort. It’s in North Carolina. It’s not nearly as tourist-oriented as Chincoteague. There are some nice shops on the waterfront with a nice grassy area for sitting and relaxing. When you look across the narrow water, you see Carrot Island where you can watch the wild horses. It feels like being “right across the street” from them. No chickens though!
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My mom is originally from N.C. and I’ve heard of Beaufort. I’d love to visit there too!
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The chocolate smuggling cracks me up!! I’ve been known to hide a few (okay, a LOT) of chocolate over the years.
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I was actually successful this time and kept the whole bar for myself! bwaaahhaha!
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It’s times like these that I’m glad my kids and I have different tastes when it comes to chocolate. And that they usually avoid the kitchen so I have enough time to shove a piece in my mouth. Which is really good because my husband doesn’t know how to not announce when he’s brought home chocolate.
I wonder why cats enjoy trying to kill us, too. My cat only recently started getting in front of our feet, and then will yowl like it’s our fault, though she has always liked to lick her chops when she stares at my husband.
Hey, thanks for the shout out. I always find your ‘randomly thinking’ posts amusing and something I can relate to….especially about the chocolate. I vividly recall doing the same thing when my kids were young. It’s called “chocolate preservation mode.” 😉
Yes. Chocolate Preservation Mode. I definitely go into that.
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How have I missed this type of post before? You’re hilarious! (As is Heather! 😀 )
Also, you’re about on par with me regarding politics and chocolate.
One of my favorite memories is of our family trip to Chincoteague! My brother and I are planning on a big family trip out there when we feel we can travel again. I absolutely loved it there. I will have to check out those posts. 🙂 And my cats try to trip me all the time too! Especially my fluffy cat – she is the worst offender..:)
I hope to get there someday! yeah, when we had a fluffy cat she was the worst. She hated me. Bit me the first night I was in our new apartment after our wedding. she lived 17 years. The jerk. But she did start to like me more because I was her drug dealer. I gave her milk and catnip when no one else would .
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