Little disgusting tasting white and purple conversation hearts and all...

God bless the snow around here. Yes, I might be the only one making that claim but the weather did do me a huge favor last night. With my evening class being canceled at Bryant & Stratton last night I got a the chance to meet my sweetie in Sandusky (about half way for both of us)for dinner and a drink. In all honestly, the roads were alot better than I anticipated. There was barely any traffic (since most freaks were off work or business opted to close)and with the exception of 480 westbound and the neglect to plow 2 of the lanes, the rest of the trip was smooth but cautious sailing. An air high five to ODOT and their clearing of the turnpike. I was pleasantly surprised. However, here are some random thoughts I have concerning winter weather/transportation:

1> That is great that you have a sweet sports car. It really does not make me want to screw you but I am glad that it works for you and your image. I am sure that it looks mighty sleek and sexy in May-Oct. However, you live in the north, more specifically Ohio (the side that favored the bearded top hat wearing man in The Civil War) and your car blows when attempting to handle the slightest bit of snow or ice. I kind of hope that you do not injure yourself, but more importantly, I really wish that you would get over to the outside lane or not bother going out on days like this so I will not be delayed as I attempt to drive my car. You know, the type that can handle this particular weather.

2> It was around 60 degrees the entire month of December. Why the f*ck are you so bitter about getting the cold weather/snow and junk now?

3> Schools will be closed when the weather is cold or there is lots of snow. This is a fact. You cannot fight this fact. With that said, those that are teachers should not brag it up about their opportunity to stay in pjs all day, if the choose and those that are not involved in education should abstain from getting angry or making half-assed comments. Chances are you will have to go into work while they are turning over on their warm pillow but there is the greater probability that you make more income than they do. Both parties, sleep and dough, can chew on those apples and like it!

Woke up this morning, walked into my living room/dining area (for those of you that know the compact state of my pad) and noticed the beautiful rose bouquet on my table. Made this freakin frigid Thursday morning that much better. : )

What did the rest of you super stars do for V-Day? Anything hot and steamy?

Going To Miss My Cat

We had to put my childhood cat, Napoleon, to sleep on Friday afternoon. I must say, that was one of the hardest things that I ever had to see. I guess I have been pretty lucky and led a fairly tragedy free life to say admit that about myself. I got a sobbing call from my mom after my last class on Friday afternoon. I was grateful that she got a hold of me then because another hour later I would have been on the road and gone for the weekend (although I still, without a doubt, would've turned around and headed home after whenever getting the call).

The cat had a stroke which left him pretty much paralyzed on one side of his body and was also spitting up alot of fluid. About two years ago he was having some heart and breathing issues. A few nights of oxygen at the vet and expensive medications later, he was doing better, actually thriving with being peppy and all. My parents, God bless their generous spirit, had bought us a little more time with him. I knew eventually the time would come soon since he was sixteen (80 years in cat time), but I have not cried that long or hard in quiet some time. Being there while he was given the injection probably did not help me much either but I wanted to make sure he was not scared and did not feel alone. That cat was a huge part of my childhood through adulthood.

That cat was one tough SOB. In fact, took two injections to put his already weak heart to rest. I will always remember him beating the crap out of the dog and purring to give you comfort. He also had a pretty tough tail/pain tolerance since my brother and I accidentally almost took his tail off twice in house doors. My dad is without a doubt going to miss him tons. He was hesitant to get him since he was never a cat person but Napoleon was smart and knew to kiss up to my dad and make friends with him first. He was his napping and table scraps buddy. At the vet I saw my dad cry harder than when he buried his own father 3 months ago. I hope they do get another cat but I think they will hold off for a little while.

Thanks Napoleon, I couldn't have asked for a better cat!