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5 things that make me happy today...
...and no, this is not a "gratitude journal"!
1. the new black slipcover i got yesterday at ikea for my little couch. it no longer blends into the walls. it no longer shows those little kitty paw prints from my cat tracking dirt in through the window. white kitty belly fur is another story...
2. being able to see and articulate what is useful and what is crap when i read a piece of literary theory.
3. the little kid i just saw, who was playing with his toy dump truck in the ~4ft. square of hard-packed dirt around a sidewalk tree. he had a brick for his truck to haul around, a little gardener's shovel to add in some dirt, and was making all the requisite truck noises. from almost nothing...toys.
4. the smell of coffee.
5. that i seem to have taught myself how to juggle two balls with one hand (only my right at this point, but i'll start working on the left pretty soon).
i also got a new plant yesterday, a philodendron in a 4-inch pot. it sorta makes me happy, but it also makes me apprehensive. will it live? will it grow? will it like my apartment?
something that made me laugh yesterday: roger, my neighbor's cat, got stuck in the cedar tree in our building's backyard (right outside of my window). he howled for like an hour (though he had been up there, howling, for *much* longer than that before i got home), and eventually tried to climb down to the *tips* of the branches (instead of back to the trunk). another neighbor ran and grabbed a hammock she had in the shed, and when roger finally fell (as all inadequately supported cats must, being heavier than air), they caught him in the hammock! this episode taught me that there are no services in the seattle area for getting a cat out of a tree. animal rescue services are for wild animals. and the fire department will not actually come with their ladders. another myth, busted!
1. the new black slipcover i got yesterday at ikea for my little couch. it no longer blends into the walls. it no longer shows those little kitty paw prints from my cat tracking dirt in through the window. white kitty belly fur is another story...
2. being able to see and articulate what is useful and what is crap when i read a piece of literary theory.
3. the little kid i just saw, who was playing with his toy dump truck in the ~4ft. square of hard-packed dirt around a sidewalk tree. he had a brick for his truck to haul around, a little gardener's shovel to add in some dirt, and was making all the requisite truck noises. from almost nothing...toys.
4. the smell of coffee.
5. that i seem to have taught myself how to juggle two balls with one hand (only my right at this point, but i'll start working on the left pretty soon).
i also got a new plant yesterday, a philodendron in a 4-inch pot. it sorta makes me happy, but it also makes me apprehensive. will it live? will it grow? will it like my apartment?
something that made me laugh yesterday: roger, my neighbor's cat, got stuck in the cedar tree in our building's backyard (right outside of my window). he howled for like an hour (though he had been up there, howling, for *much* longer than that before i got home), and eventually tried to climb down to the *tips* of the branches (instead of back to the trunk). another neighbor ran and grabbed a hammock she had in the shed, and when roger finally fell (as all inadequately supported cats must, being heavier than air), they caught him in the hammock! this episode taught me that there are no services in the seattle area for getting a cat out of a tree. animal rescue services are for wild animals. and the fire department will not actually come with their ladders. another myth, busted!
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New philodendron? good luck with it. Ya know Harriet will need a home some day. :)
Crash
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Feed the thing a little miracle-gro every now and then (once a month or so) and you'll have a monster taking over your windowsill in no time!!!
They hate being cold.
Roger is a great name for a cat.
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roger *is* a great name for a cat, isn't it? i'll tell my neighbor you said so! this particular roger is fat, orange, and sassy. he always hisses at my cat when they see each other in the hall. i wonder why cats like some other cats but not others. what do they see? what constitutes cat chemistry?
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as for the other tricks...not so much. ML and i are going to juggle in a park somewhere next week, so maybe with practice and a little advice and then more practice, i'll get something down soon. i do want tricks so badly! (something doesn't sound quite right about that--lol.) and just to be more solid with the basics. practice practice practice.
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