Whiskers On Kittens

Serenity now!  Serenity now!  No?  How about now?  Please??

Well, at least I have a good reason for feeling under the weather the last few days.  I'd decided that I was tired of being on the anti-anxiety drug my doctor put me on while my mom was dying.  Nothing against using prescription antidepressants, but it had helped me all it could.  I'd talked to the doctor about it and while initially he said I didn't have to taper off the medication, since my dose was so low, he later suggested taking a half-dose for a week.  Well, I didn't feel like paying for a whole new bottle of pills, so I quit cold turkey.  Which is about how I feel, like a cold, dead turkey!  I'm nauseous, shaky, and have horrible nightmares. I woke up before dawn this morning because I screamed myself awake.

  Oh, well.  This is apparently normal and should clear up in a few more days.  Except that the stress is climbing this week...my Italian greyhound is going in for surgery for a large lump on his leg that we sure hope is a sebaceous cyst and not cancer.  And even better, a careless driver didn't see Dave on his motorcycle this afternoon and plowed into him from the side, sending him a** over teakettle.  He is fine, except for a small patch of minor road rash on his hip and a bruised foot, but the bike will need a new radiator and his helmet needs to be replaced. [Editor's Note: I've heard every possible motorcycle horror story, so no flaming, ok?]  I about lost it once I hung up the phone after getting that call.  The one time he wasn't wearing his special overpants, because he went to a job interview after work and didn't want to bother with carrying his gear, he gets hit, and while wearing dress pants to boot.  I got a little upset since he's always preaching (and to be fair, practicing what he preaches) about the importance of proper gear, and I felt that now that he's a dad, the risk that he took was unacceptable.  Then of course, I felt like a heel for getting angry when he could have been more seriously injured.  I'm sure when the story gets out among our friends and acquaintances, I'll be bombarded with everyone asking me why I don't ask him to give up motorcycling.  The answer is that it's Dave's very favorite thing, and I wouldn't be a decent friend, much less a wife, if I made him give up what he loved.  Besides, he'd probably then make me get rid of my cats!

So, in the spirit of making myself not feel "so bad" (as the song states), here are a few of my favorite things:

-Seph's hair when she first wakes up.
-the "murrph?" sound Angelo the Maine Coon makes when I call him.
-Pasta with homemade vodka sauce.
-Stand-up comedy.  I love to laugh even more than I love to eat!
-Long-nosed teddy bears.
-Dark chocolate with almonds.
-Bunches of daisies (I prefer them to roses).
-The smell of leather.
-Green eyes.  I thought about it and 8 out of 10 of my favorite friends have 'em.  The other two have brown eyes.  Weird, huh?  (OK, one of the friends is technically my ex sister-in-law, but she still counts as a best friend.  Family not included in the counting, or I'd have to add more.)
-Cashmere sweaters.  Not that I own one, or can afford to buy a good one, but I like to go to the department stores around the holidays and pet them =)
-Raccoons.  I read "Rascal" as a kid and always wanted my very own baby raccoon.  I used to collect them but lost most of mine during my divorce.
-Owls...don't remember why I started collecting them, but I have a great variety of them now.  And only my closest friends (and Dave!) are allowed to add to them so they're even more special.

OK, now I feel a little better.  Another most favorite thing is getting comments on my posts...so, if you lurk, or visit regularly, or even have come upon this blog by accident...how about saying hi and telling me about your favorite things??

Comments

[tonya cinnamon]

my fav thing
is when i have my camera out and i get that perfect shot or when i see this most fantastic sunsrise in the morning going to college or at night the gorgeous sunset and colors when going to work....or the one cup of coffee that whe you sit down and take your first sip the world seems to be your best friend..or someone tells you that you look good today. or when one of my boys comes up with these cute one liners ,, my little funny comidiens LOL
its the small things that make me smile

[laura]

YOU'RE one of my favorite things!! =) and sephy too! I'm so glad dave is ok, please give him a hug for me. So it turns out i never lost my phone, just my mind. so I'll be calling you to see if I can bother you next week for a few hours.

[Teri M.]

OMGoodness!! I'm so glad he's ok.