i have a headache but that's not what this post is about

 (my blog team.  hard at work.  keeping my legs warm.)

although, in truth, i don't know what this post is about right now.  yet, anyway.  see, it turns out i've got all kinds of time on my hands this morning.  i woke up early but can't go in to work early.  or i can.  only i can't leave early today.  so, i'd rather spend an extra, luxurious hour at home instead of at work.  i'm pretty sure you can't fault me that  :)

it may or may not have rained last night.  if it did, i slept right through it.  i think there should be rain laws.  like, it can only rain when one is home and awake.  so as to really experience it.  without the worries of traffic or flooded streets or the intense desire to bake cookies.  the rain always makes me want to bake cookies but i am almost always either asleep or at work.  thus, rain laws.

in two weeks tax season will be over.  or, for most of you, taxes are due.  can you believe it??  i can't.  i mean, i really can't.  that crazy month of march was packed chock-full of clients.  the nice ones.  the snotty ones.  the demanding ones.  the gracious ones.  i particularly liked this ridiculous conversation with a client yesterday because i responded to her email instead of uj.  of course, her question was "have you heard anything?" and the answer was "no." but that didn't matter.  she didn't feel i should be responding to her emails.  now, do you think uj wants to respond to her emails?  oh no no no.  that is the kind of client who makes the day very hard.  who makes this season very unpleasant.  but then we have the clients who bring us candy and food-stuffs and gift cards.  the clients who celebrate chinese new year and hand us each a twenty dollar bill.  those are the clients who put a smile on my face.  even the clients who just have a kind word to say.  a smile.

being nasty and rude gets you nowhere.  but you guys already knew that  :)

today is thursday.  the first of april.  the day april begins.  the day after march.  i don't have any sort of fool stuff to pull on you.  i've never been good at that stuff.  fooling.  are you?  are you pulling fun pranks and causing general shenanigans?  oh i hope so  :)

(can you believe it is already april??  to where has this first quarter gone??)

also, did you know that when cats sleep on and beside your legs it still doesn't mean your feet will warm up?  i can feel them freezing right now...  and my socks are so.far.away.

i am doing my best today to not feel down.  as down as i have been feeling the past couple of days.  being here to talk about whatever it is i'm talking about...helps to get my mind off of things.  my boys asleep on me.  that always helps.  and my #1 boy.  that handsome husb of mine.  who wrote me pretty much the sweetest note on the mirror this morning...  he is the best cure-all i can imagine.  my life is full of happiness and love.  even when i am feeling low.  kind of like how the sun is always shining.  even if clouds are blocking the light.


thank you for being sunshines in my life, friends.


and now i am off to work...


xo

 

happiness is...

an orange boy...

the sweetest orange boy you have ever seen...

filling the bathroom sink to overflowing  :)

(happiness is not, however, having every toiletry you own out on the bathroom counter.  that is straight unhappiness.  although, let's be real.  that isn't even a healthy fraction of our toiletries.)

(i have never seen sammy in a sink or a sink-like object in my life.  although...he was in the tub once--insert link to my post on march 5th that won't link--*sigh*...  he climbed in here just after i'd gotten in the shower and waited (read: slept) long enough for me to shower, get out, go and get my camera, and snag some great shots of him.  then he just got up and out.  just like that.  how i love that silly boy...)

revisited

last night, for the first time in a long time, i had a dream about my teeth falling out. there was a time i had these dreams every night. and it got to the point that it didn't phase me.

but it kind of freaked me out last night. maybe because i had lost two teeth in the dream. one was a molar and one was one of those fangy top teeth. (well, they are fangy!) it wasn't the molar that freaked me out because nobody could see that it was missing. but the one on the side/front...i was hysterical.

in the dream, that is.

and the pits where the teeth used to be HURT. it was terrible.

so i woke up and felt all around and had all of my teeth but couldn't help feeling as if i'd been visited by a ghost of sorts. to have a feeling so familiar wash over me yet have it feel so strange.

and, of course, the boys woke me up at 4 (tiggy wanted food). and then at 5 (tiggy wanted something, who knows). and then at 6 (sammy found the ball with the bell inside of it and thought it would be great to bring it up on the bed and drop it onto the hardwood floor. over and over).

what monkeys those boys are. tiggy almost sat square on my face at the 4 o'clock hour. thank god i was awake enough (barely) to turn away at just the right time. yikes! and as for the bell-ball, it will be retired at bedtime tonight. after i brush and floss and love every single one of my 32 pearly whites.

my day is made

perhaps i have not elaborated on how much i love my boys. perhaps i have not explained that 'my boys' are my two cats. perhaps i should shut up and let them speak for themselves.


seriously, try to look at this and not laugh.

world, i present you with my sweet boys, sammy (orange) and tiggy (gray).

let me paint a picture:

when either ben or i are within 20 paces of the bathroom, a deep rumble slowly builds (he's 13 solid pounds, people) until tiggy runs past and into the tub.

then he rolls around to the point of ridiculousness while one or the other or both of us pet him wildly.

then he jumps out and runs around the house.

tonight was special. not only was sammy in the tub (so random) but tiggy jumped in (ok, so i begged and pleaded and snapped and cooed). and snapped that shot.

then i laughed so hard that i almost fell over.

sunday morning...

...there is so much of the day ahead of me. my to-do list consists of laundry, some light cleaning, relaxing, and possibly taking a trip to somewhere nearby to take pictures of lovely things.

of course i will also be lovin on my boys today. they have become so cuddly now that we have the new bed :) ok, ok...and when i bribe them with treats.

i heart my boys

my favorite new word that i have come up with is "adoraboy." plural = adoraboys. this is a term i use when one of my cats (or both) is/are being ridiculously adorable. and it is a noun. it goes a little something like this: "they are being such adoraboys tonight!" (do i think this word is awesome? of course. do i think this belongs in the dictionary? no.)*

*side note: i DO NOT like words like ginormous being in the dictionary. that is not what this post is about because i am vehemently against that kind of rampant stupidity in our society. (p.s. ginormous is not a word. it is gigantic and enormous, both meaning approx. the same thing, combined into one word that exacerbates the meaning. that's it. only exacerbates it. because sometimes gigantic just isn't big enough?? come on people.)

anywho...

this morning, tiggy (aka tiger karate, robby, rocky, gray boy, etc.) sat with me on the bed before i had to leave for work. this is something we often do as sammy (aka orange boy and other nicknames i'm sure he has but cannot think of at this hour) is sleeping and we get in some good bonding time. so tiggy rests his head and front paws on my leg and falls asleep. this is basically him being "such an adoraboy." i realize that 'such' often precedes 'adoraboy.' i will look into this.

in parting, i leave you with two recent and favorite pics of my adoraboys. at this very moment, tiggy is sleeping on ben's legs in a position almost identical to the one in this picture. and if it is possible, he is fluffier and softer than he looks.and my sweet sammy boy. he is always so busy. tonight he was getting into everything. seriously. he is an eternal toddler stuck in the body of a cat. he kept me up all night last night with his shananigans. but right now he is fast asleep on top of the hamper. thank goodness! and just look at that face :)

and let me mention that this is not an animal-specific term. ben has been known to be an adoraboy too (although it's just different with the cats...). it also works well with children who are boys as they are often adorable. at the moment, i am the only one awake in a room full of sleeping, snoring adoraboys. and i love every second of it :)

*goodnight*