blogged too soon...

my friday started out winning a tivo on the radio,

and ended with getting a notice of a traffic violation costing me over $500...

why must the bad always come with the good?

an ode to friday!!

this morning,

i won a TiVo!

by Kevin & Bean

on the one and only

KROQ~~

nabbed the last chocolate muffin

and most of all the beauty that is the ocean... go see OCEANS

have a wonderful weekend!

p.s. is the overly cheeriness fooling anyone?

always look on the bright side of life...

when you're sad, when you're mad... just think of the things that make you glad ;)

yes, little kitties stuck in tea cups make me smile,

but the thing that makes me most happy

is when a single praise reminds me of all I have accomplished

despite the many hardships and obstacles

and then there's hope in me once again!

what brightens up your day?

randoms...

found a few pictures I thought i'd share as it has been awhile since i've posted.

will be posting more regularly from now on.

:-)

have a happy week everyone!

luck o' the irish

happy st. pattys day!

lots of love,

~a descendant of the

best drinkers in the world

pink elephants

just saw "Remember Me"

can't remember the last time I cried so hard in the theater or even to a movie for that matter...

i certainly won't give away the ending but only say what I took away from it...

tragedy comes in many forms but running away from it does not make it disappear. ignoring it will not make it disappear. the giant pink elephant will always return to bite you until it learns to stay away. yeah the movie had nothing to do with that last part but sometimes all we need is one little bite to open our eyes... no no, i'm not high. only high on life (chaching!)....

photo courtesy of flickr

meet crabby maggie

this little sourpuss here I adopted 2 years ago from a rescue agency at the tender age of 10.

she was abused and neglected by her previous owner and has

spent a few months in a cage at a vets office.

her story broke my heart knowing that no one else would ever take in a

10 year old traumatized cat. no one in her life would ever love her. can you imagine never feeling loved?

so here we are 2 years later: she still refuses to come out from under my bed, she hates people, most especially me (when I'm awake) and enjoys spilling her food all over my floor as an odd way of marking territory, or else laziness.

and YET she wakes me up every morning by eating my hair.

yes, you read correctly, she eats my hair.

meet my maggie the crabby...