great googly moogly

i am seriously delinquent in posting my incoherent babblings. i'd best catch up.

watch this space.

that is all.

cats rule.

people are staggering home after the capitol hill block party

and as my window is open, i can hear their conversations.' there is nothing worse than a white man trying to rap. a couple of hours ago a drunk frat boy yelled 'tittie', or was it 'kittie'?

i must brace myself for the second wave of stragglers round about 2 am. all i ask is that you don't dump your boyfriend at that hour and under my living room window. those dudes don't take it too well. last time it happened i was tempted to go out and throw a bucket of cold water over his angry, drunken head.

If only i could do this as a profession...

Back in the halcyon days of college, where i had a reputation for being the rusty warren of western washington university, i was once asked to break up a party.

a friend of mine called one saturday night around 11:30 pm or so, sounding somewhat anxious. 'could you come over to my party? no one's leaving and i'm tired.' 'what do you want me to do?' i asked, even though i already knew the answer. 'just come over and get people to leave,' Wendy (not her real name) replied wearily. this was typical behavior on her part. she wouldn't invite me to her parties, but she wanted me to do what she didn't have the moxie to do herself: nudge people out the door.

what she wanted was an obnoxious party crasher who would make people so uncomfortable they would leave right away, so of course she thought of me right away. in those days of pot smokin', grateful dead listening-to laid-back-ness and mellowness to the max, i was a walking talking showboater who never shut up. in a college full of hippies, i was the anti-hippie.

so i showed up, was appropriately loud and bumptious, and everyone left within five minutes. 'thank you' said Wendy. 'oh, you're quite welcome,' i replied. 'but maybe next time you could just put on some Mantovani.'

True Fact About Me

I never slept with any of my college professors. Just their sons.

I will not be posting until i've made visible and significant progress on decluttering and cleaning up. watch this space.

Peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

slog happy was, as always, happy, if a bit warmish. a combination of hot flashes and a warm evening on a west facing deck. a deck with spectacular views of the city and mountains at sunset. sometimes i just love this ol' town. i'm tired after a full day. the movies with janice (julie and julia is half good), stopped at super supplements for some black cohosh to combat the hot flashes, then off to the lookout to mix and mingle with the slog happy crowd. weather promises to be quite lovely the next few days. shan't deter me from the task at hand, which is mucking out. i want to finish the bedroom project by tomorrow. the cat is giving me the fisheye, which means she wants clean litter. i'd best obey her rat NOW.

peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

they are suffering at work without me. muah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!

okay, that's enough schadenfreude. mary did say they were busy and she never realized how much i actually do as front desk person. damn skippy there's a lot to do. that will change, however, when i return in oh, say, a few weeks or so.

had a very nice lunch with mary at grand central bakery, and regaled her with tales of working at a french restaurant with crappy food and an explosive french chef whose taste buds had been shot off in the algerian conflict and as a result the food was heavy on the MSG. now it's a sports bar. Ha! the irony! tempus fugits.

tomorrow i shall see to the bedroom again. no more going out and dinking around until it looks better in there. unfortunately, rod s won't be starting work on the new basement storage units until the end of the month. i shall try to encourage him to start after he returns from vacation. i need a place for my stuff.

The kitteh's new nickname is "Winkie Sue". i am watching battlestar galactica from the beginning and it's still a tad confusing. great acting and superb writing. i'm at the beginning the three hour mini series. then i shall work my way through the subsequent seasons.

all for now.


Peace, love and kittehs.


Pushy

had a terrific time out at mom's today. sun came out just in time for me to sit out on the patio and do the sunday new york times' crossword puzzle. which i finished. yay me. but the best thing about mom's is the best food in the world. and today it was homemade plum cobbler. pure heaven, with plums from the tree in the backyard. and of course the company of her two kittehs, Gus and Tillie. who needs TV when you can watch cats?

today i risked it all for love and it paid off. i go to london on the 24th with my sweetheart joyously awaiting my arrival.

tomorrow it's back to the YMCA, meet a friend for lunch, then back home for more improvements. i'd like to get started on these new storage units in the former billard room.

Peace, love and kittehs,

Pushy

ooh. the weather turned good and wet today. perfect for baking french breakfast puffs. i'm proud of the progress in the bedroom, and that i've actually put away all my clothes and washed the dirty ones. for a messy like me, this is progress. all i gotta do now is keep it up. tomorrow i'm out to mom's and let's hope the weather will be agreeable. ah, that breeze feels lovely. which means the hot flashes haven't gone away, dog take it. i thought i got through this years ago! but it's a beautiful windy night.

peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

bedroom clean up 50% done. found the movie tickets, yay! after a good bowl of hot oatmeal, i am ready for bed. winkie seems rather puzzled by it. i tell her it's all for the best.

tomorrow, finish up, throw out recyclables, put don't-want-stuff out on curb if weather is agreeable, and wash clothes/dishes.

peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

goal for today: bedroom half finished.

the time is NOW.

if not now, when?

push aside all distractions and focus on the work at hand.

onward!

Pushy

oops! forgot to post yesterday. i did finally send off the lost bond affidavit to tish and ashley with enclosed self addressed stamped envelopes, so i'm not completely lazy. maybe. now i'm all depressed because i can't get my $600 back i spent on an airline ticket to london to see my sweetheart and if i don't act soon i won't be able to even change the reservation to a later date. wait, i can. if i'm willing to stump up $275 change fee plus any change in fare. screwed both ways.

one nice thing: $5 burger night at the deluxe bar and grill got me a delicious garden burger with cheese and onions and a side of fries.

all for now. i'm sure things will change by tomorrow.

Peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

i've had an upset stomach for the last two days. it's probably stress. great! all i need. perhaps the milk of magnesia will help some. dinner at petra's last night was just the best. i must have more evenings out with good food and conversation. the leftover veggie kebabs tasted even better for breakfast this morning. i shall be taking janice tufte there for lunch sometime soon.

all for now. shall try to get back up to longer posts when this doggone upset stomach goes away. bloody full moon.

peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

full moons really mess with your head. i feel terribly out of balance and a just a moment ago thought i was on the verge of a panic attack. i just did some deep breathing and self-calming, which worked.

dinner at Petra Mediterrenean Bistro was terrific. good food and good company. I recommend this restaurant to anyone who likes middle eastern food. i was the only non-arab at the table, i think. we talked a lot about arab music and culture, and how americans tend to think that all muslims are arabs, and all arabs are muslims. 'tain't so. the country with the largest population of muslims is indonesia. and a goodly number of lebanese-americans are catholic! some people are just so willfully ignorant. not me, of course. Andy asked our party what the most common name in the world is, and i answered 'mohammed', which was correct. then he asked 'what's the most common last name', and me, who always likes to have the right answer and win quizzes, guessed 'chang'? yes! laila wants me for the next trivia challenge. or maybe the next gathering will be arab karaoke, which i'm definitely not missing.

tomorrow is the first of september, so no more futzing around, time to get serious about change and transformation. which means eating breakfast, no going hours and hours without food, and getting out of bed (not just waking up) around 7 or so. wish me luck, folks, 'cause i'm a lazy sod.

Peace, love and kittehs

Pushy

oops. didn't post anything from friday or saturday. lazy lazy me.

the ymca reopens tomorrow after a week off for maintenance, so i'm heading down there to get back into the exercise groove. still haven't found my lock, but i have another that i think will do. it's such a CHORE to get myself down there, although i always end up having a good time and feeling great afterward. also, the recycling is piling up again and must be taken out.

not feeling terribly inspired to write anything memorable tonight. a full moon is due in a few days and i already see signs of this in my strange moods and people being absolutely clueless. or maybe it's just the end of summer thing.

peace, love and kittehs.

Pushy

the food at india bistro is dee-lish. bro jon and i had a great lunch on my gift certificate (won in last september's slog happy trivia contest). of course i did tip handsomely, as the service was as good as the food. we shall return sometime in the future, perhaps when i'm a bit more flush. right now i'm just flash. hot flash. not groovy. or as the kids used to say, this is just so wrong on so many levels! well, enough whinging about that. time to BUCK UP and move forward.

peace, love and kittehs.

pushy

i found one of my missing bras. to me, this is a big deal. that narrows the missing items list down to my ymca lock, discount movie tickets and tamoxifen prescription. tomorrow is lunch with brother jon at the india bistro on roosevelt. one of my favorite things in the whole wide world is enjoying indian food with jon. actually, doing anything with jon is one of my favorite things. and because i have a gift certificate won in a stranger slog happy trivia contest, the meal will be gratis (that's latin for "free"). just checked two websites for restaurant reviews and it was mostly positive. this bodes well.

the cat is lurking, and giving me significant looks. i think it means she wants wet food. she is now doing things to get my attention, like scratching the kitchen cupboard doors. to see is to obey, o great cat. i can refuse her nothing. well, almost nothing. i'm not that much of a crazy cat lady.

pushy

A good day for cooking and baking. Boiled the organic spuds and had a few for lunch. Made a cake mix chocolate cake in the early afternoon, and ratatouille from scratch in the evening. it is simmering slowly on the stove, waiting for me to taste it. of course, it will taste better tomorrow morning. ooh, la la! takes a lot of cutting and peeling and chopping, but it is worth it, mon brave. perhaps next week i'll make vegetarian french onion soup. don't laugh, it's possible.

if the weather is agreeable tomorrow, i'll be out and about. if it's cool and rainy, time to stay in and do more clutter clearing. and so to bed.

Pushy

arf. i forgot to post something last night. i shall do two today to make up for it.

headed to MacPherson's Produce last night for ratatouille ingredients. it was the perfect seattle evening to be out and about. not too hot, not too cold. i also picked up a couple of big ol' washington peaches. but i can't find the moosewood cookbook with the foolproof ratatouille recipe! i may have to wing it. i might bake a cake today, too. we shall see.

the road to enlightenment is long and difficult, so don't forget to bring snacks and magazines.

Pushy

Update: found the moosewood cookbook ratatouille recipe on the interwebs. thank you, syracuse new times.