Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Top Ten Tuesday

I know it's not technically Tuesday, but I haven't gone to sleep yet and this is to worst time for me missing my kitty. Here are the top ten things that remind me of him.

10. The picture of him that I have hanging in my kitchen at the condo. It is to single, solitary thing we have hung on the walls and I look over at it when I do the dishes.

This isn't the picture, but it is a pic of him sitting in the same chair.

9. His hair in my guitar case. Whenever I played my guitar, I could count on him to lounge around in the case. Rather embarrassing whenever anyone asked if some animal had exploded in my case, but utterly adorable.
8. Tuna fish. The night after I found out he was dead, I was making Kyle's lunch and he requested Tuna and crackers. You can guess how that went down.
7. The empty can of wet cat food on the front porch. I set it out one day last week when I thought he had just gotten lost. I'm pretty sure by now Brinkley has licked it out, but it's still there.
6. The computer chair. Whenever I couldn't find Emmitt he was sleeping in the computer chair. It was the last place I would look and I could always find him there. He's the reason we have a sheet over it. His hair was ruining it. Now there's just an unexplaned shet on the chair.
5. A cardboard box under the spare bed. It has big grooves in it and it sticks half-way out from under the bed skirt. Every time I walk in at first glance I think it's Emmitt's tail. I finally kicked it all the way under the bed. It got me every time.
4. Lost animals. The other day I was driving home from school and saw a lost dog with a collar. He was pretty big and I wouldn't normally have stopped but I was afraid he would die and someone would find out the way I had. So I pulled over and he almost came to me but then saw another dog and ran away.
3. My bed. This is the one that gets me. Every time I go to bed I think of how I would usually go and find him and bring him in my room for bed. He would act annoyed that I had disturbed him from wherever he was but he always was glad to snuggle.
2. Pheobe. When I hear her padding through the house I think it's Emmitt. It's not like the two cats were inseperable or anything, but every time I see her now she just looks very lonely. She sleeps in strange places behind chairs and stuff. Maybe she's confused or as lost as I am.
1. These pictures from when we first got him.

Thanks Leah for the card. It was really funny and what you wrote was very nice. He really did have a great life with me. <3

Emmitt and I-2007

Sunday, March 14, 2010

A little less spring. A little more break.

It's way too late to be up on a school night. But spring break is over and I have little to show except some well-needed rest and an uncharacteristically sad demeanor. Over spring break I...
~Watched Nolan's First Steps video 5 times. (oops, just watched it again, 6).
~Mopped my floors at the apartment and after realizing that it was too cold for them to dry quickly without me being stuck on the counter for an hour, I crawled around on the floor with paper towels on each knee and hand until the job was done.
~Cooked 3 delicious meals.
~Baked banana bread.
~Cut Kyle's hair.
~Worked out twice.
~Trashed my bedroom.
~Saw Alice in Wonderland.
~Had lunch with the girls.
~Went to two flea markets and purchased sunglasses, hand sanatizers and old candy that tasted like a flea market.
~Went to an estate sale. I must make a note of this one. EVERYTHING in the house was for sale and we were NOT the first people there. Things were strewn everywhere. Closets picked through, kitchen cabinets flung open and poured out. It was so weird and FUN! The owners just walked around picking stuff up and we did NOT buy anything but it was a great experience.
~Realized that Earnest Hemingway is positively the most boring and morose writers I have ever had the non-pleasure of reading.
~Stayed up too late and slept late, too.
~Layed out in the sun 0 times because it was either too cold or pouring rain.
~Turned the clocks forward. Last year I did NOT turn the clocks forward and was totally out of wack.

Going to bed and starting a new half of the semester. It will be so fast and so eventful. My mind is too tired to contemplate its vastness.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Just our daily bread

Just read a bunch of my old blog posts. Most were about being stressed out and promising myself that by next halloween I would have a new boyfriend (fiance...whooda thunk?) and these criptic sentences about "face-melting drama." I wonder what I was talking about. Stressed? Did I even know the meaning of the word? Face-melting drama? Nope. I mean, sometimes I feel left out when I know my friends are going out creating drama, but then things like today happen and I don't anymore.

Today we had our first marriage counseling. Just a casual lunch with pastor. My favorite part was when Kyle had to list 4 things he liked about me. Whenever I ask him to do this he comes up short, but under pressure he did well. It made us feel good to talk about the future of marriage. And it reminded me of what pastor said today in church. So often we pray for our weekly, monthly, years-in-advace "bread" instead of just saying, "lord, give me what I need today--my daily bread to get me through to tomorrow."

Right now I feel like I want to have it all together. I want some fortune-teller to tell me that Kyle and I are gonna be great and prosperous and never have to choose between groceries and electricity. But all I can do--all I should do, is ask God for my daily bread. I just need us to get through today. And God will handle tomorrow.