I Wanna Be a Cat

Does that not look like the best life to you or what?

If I were a cat I wouldn't be chained to a day of laundry, another trip to take this week, another pissed off thought about the ex, the phone constantly ringing with work challenges. If I were a cat I could sleep pretty much all day, have someone love on me, not have to deal with life's downs, and enjoy all of life's ups.

I wanna be a cat.

From The Road

Exactly how many bugs can one kill in a day? I know it may be hard to believe this represents only one day but it is totally true.



For you Dawn; the loneliest road in America. Although this is a picture taken of a road in Wyoming, this is what we saw in Utah, Nevada, Arizona, and Wyoming; not another living thing for miles and miles. Lots of open road, open land, sage brush, and plenty of sky.



A picture simply can't do the scenery justice. This is a snapshot from Zion National Park in Utah. It blows my mind to think of how these formations came to be, how long they've been standing, and how many people crossed through and continue to cross through.




Here is a picture of a fossilized fish I picked up in Utah. I paid a little bit more than I planned on for a souvenir but it's worth it to know it's real and to have a bit of history in my everyday surroundings.




Other items of interest from that road trip:
Miles Driven in 4.5 Days = 2294
Brothels Seen: 17
Times Flashed by Women Soliciting Business: 3
States Visited: 4 (Utah, Nevada, Arizona, Wyoming)
Highest Regular Unleaded Gas Price Paid: $3.50 in Tonopah, Nevada
Lowest Regualar Unleaded Gas Price Paid: $2.57 in West Valley, Utah

Ahh, the memories.

Because Some Dare to Question :)

This is for you, you crazy one. I've been challenged to post pictures of my fridge and freezer. I assure you it's got lots of delicious and nutritious items. And yes, I have been home for a few days and the only thing that has been added is beer. Some of the boys came over last night to help little ole mechanically challenged Mo set up her patio set. Nothing beats beers on the patio after a long, hard day at work.

Mad love and shouts out to Skittles, Walker, and Fozzie for their help, friendship, and the laughs.

Without further ado, for the love of all that is good and right in the world, will you believe me now? :)



Do you see the natural juices, fruit, 12 grain bread, yogurt, and salad?



A girl's gotta' have salad dressing and condiments dontcha' know?



I assure you the chicken, shrimp, halibut, cod, turkey burgers, and salmon is all in there along with some frozen veggies.



An apple a day keeps the doctor away! I love the freshness of this image, love seeing it first thing in the morning and when I get back home. I adore having an apple, blueberry, yogurt smoothie for breakfast in the morning. Throw a bit of apple juice and a dash of honey in the blender and viola, breakfast. Yummy!

Now, for my crazy one, who doubts I am taking care of me, for the love of god, will you believe me now?!?

Hope everyone has a good day. Peace.

Siblings

Have but Just a Moment

Home! So happy to be back. I've got a raging sinus thing going on that's been kicking my arse and Jasmine, as I expected, is experiencing an outbreak. Thankfully Princess seems to be doing well.

I'll write more later as I am off to pick up an RX, get cracked, get rubbed down, and have my hair cut and colored.

Hope everyone is well.

Dawn, Before I forget, I saw the road sign for Fallon but we were going the other direction. I waved and said hi. All I have to say for the moment about the high desert of Nevada is there is nothing out there. I swear we drove for miles and miles without seeing a single living soul or thing other than the open road, sage brush, and an occasional field of anti social cows. Is Fallon as desolate too? If so, my heart goes out to you.

On the Road Again

Back from the Big D. Oh my gawd, it was freaking hot. My allergies, which I never used to have when I lived in Texas, were in full force. And as is the course on a spring night, the skeeters were out and they got some good loving off of me. Bites are minimal, only about 10 but that's 10 too many. Only saw one firefly and one bolt of lightning. Cried at graduation, again when saying good-bye to Dr. P and family, and teared up at Mom's gravesite this afternoon. Survived the weekend with my sister and her kids (thank you God for the positive attitude you made sure I had at all times). Tummy full of Tex-Mex, Cherry Limeaid, and Cajun food.

Now, I am home to unpack one suitcase so I can pack another. Sooo looking forward to a road trip across the Nevada desert and wherever else I am going to be. It's all good folks...it's all good. Really, it is.

Hopefully I will be able to post more about the weekend from the road. Peace.

Happy Day

Happy early Mother's Day to all you mom's out there.

I'm outta here for another ride on a jet plane and days away. Peace.

Efficient or Lazy?

So, as I started planning out what I needed to pack for this week and next week, I realized I probably wouldn't have the time to wash and dry all the delicates I need to take with me. With this being said, I hit up Victoria Secret and purchased 4 additional sets yesterday. I got to wondering, as this isn't the first time I have done this in the last year or so, does this make me efficient or lazy?

When a girl is on the go like I am, having mass quantity to choose from and not being chained to doing laundry every weekend is a simple pleasure I like to allow myself. Plus, I got some really cute spring colors and a super bright orange set too. Oh to heck with it. Who really cares if I am being lazy. I deserve it.

Owie

I’m home. Yippee! Lots of fur everywhere, a few hair balls, mucho litter to take care of, laundry to do, bills to pay but at least I am home for a few. Yippee!

I actually went to the grocery store and bought groceries. It’s pretty darn pathetic to have a male bachelor tell you you’re fridge and pantry is barer than his. Hey now, I had the essentials; one container of in date yogurt, all the condiments a girl could want, a bottle of patron chilling, and some pineapple juice. Priorities I tell you. Priorities. No worries to all you moms and friends worrying about me. I picked up some cherry lime-aid, some more yogurt, and stuff for the spinach and fruit salad. The freezer is always stocked with chicken, salmon, turkey burgers, and shrimp so it’s all good.

Well, it’d be all good if someone could come and do my laundry and rub my ass. I pulled a muscle in my ass of all places. You have any idea how much that can hurt? I didn’t until I did it. I should say pulled it again. Go ahead and laugh. You know you want to. I’d love to tell you I pulled it doing something fun but I didn’t. About a year ago I pulled it by turning the wrong way while sitting on the floor of a grocery store digging through the rack looking for opportunity. I pulled it again soon after that lugging my over packed suitcase down the stairs. This time I pulled it again by lugging my suitcase up the stairs. Why can’t my ass, suitcase, and I get along?

When I go to the doctor at the end of May for the lovely yearly and physical, I’m going to have to ask her about this. Can you see the conversation now? I pulled this muscle in my ass, right here. What can I do about it? What do you recommend? I can’t wait.

While we are on the topic of my yearly and physical, I’d like to send a rant out to the woman making the appointment on the hospital’s appointment line. If I ask you to make a mammogram appointment will you just do it please? Please save the condescending tone for someone else. Yes, I know you don’t get start getting mammograms until you are 40 and I am not 40. Yes, I know the insurance may not pay for it (they will beaotch). Just make the appointment woman and go on. Don’t question me on the request. Don’t sound surprised when I say it is ok if the insurance doesn’t cover it. And most certainly don’t make comments about not knowing my family history and having fibrous tissue that makes me have to get a yearly mammogram. It’s called being safe rather than sorry. It’s called my business, NOT yours.

On a good note, the weekend is already upon us. It’s my brother’s graduation. He’s getting his doctorate this weekend. I am so proud. Beeming. Filled with admiration, love, and joy for his accomplishment. I just found out today that all my siblings will be at the graduation. We’ll be missing a spouse, some of my nieces and nephews for the graduation and celebration later on at my sister’s but all of the siblings will be together at least part of the day.

This is huge. We haven’t been together like this since the day of my mom’s funeral. As I type this paragraph, I’m crying. Call me a sentimental fool. Call me emotional for still crying when I think of my mom’s passing. I can’t put into words what I want to express about this right now so for the time being I say huge.

I pray for everyone to get along, for any and all tears that flow over the coming weekend to be joyous ones and cleansing tears. Trust me on this one folks. There’s going to be tears. Not only is it his big day, it is Mother’s Day weekend. And all my siblings are going to be together. She’d be so proud. May her loving presence surround us.

On the Road Again

A new week. A different series of cities visited. More time spent in the car. Additional days of living out of a suitcase.

It's living the life of Mo on the Go. 'Nuff said.