24 November 2007

Holidays

It's been a weird year. New beginnings indeed.

End of a marriage.
Spouse changing sex.
Sale of a house.
New house.
Starting school.
New directions.

It means holidays are going to be difficult: maybe moreso than in the past. Then again, maybe not. At least I'm not dealing on a day to day basis with anyone ELSE's "Old Christmas Issues".

Anyhow, having survived Thanksgiving without deep depression, thought I'd do Christmas prep before diving back into school and the approaching finals.

Pictures are here: http://www.faloshi-studios.com/holidays.html

Indianapolis?

Had the granddaughter for a bit this week, culminating in the family Thanksgiving dinner, which was a great good bit of fun. We spent a day at the museum again, met some New People (for her), and just generally played quite a bit.

She kept talking about apple juice, though, even when she a) wasn't thirsty b) wasn't drinking or c) was drinking something else, and it was a bit of a bafflement.

Until Thanksgiving. Until someone asked her about Going To Grandma's House. And Where Grandma Lives.

Apple Juice. (Indian) Apple Juice, Indiana.

Reminds me of my childhood.

We were driving to my grandparents' house, which was in Apache, Oklahoma. I did the standard "are we there yet" often enough that my dad explained that we would have to go through Anadarko first, and I should watch for Anadarko before asking again.

But I kept asking.

Every time we went under any sort of overpass, actually.

His frustration increasing, he finally asked "WHAT did I tell you about asking again?"

And I replied, "You said it'd be after we go in a dark hole......"

My parents found it far funnier than I did, oddly enough......

09 November 2007

Felines and Religion......


I happened to look over at the end table, this evening, to note Sarah Jane Sparklecat Getouttathere sitting on my notebook of notes from my RCIA class. She was reaching down with one paw, flicking through the pages---the ways of cats are mysterious on the best of days. While she was doing this, she was also bathing her chest.

Cats and religion? What's their take on it all?

Well, apparently Sarah's take is that she's Cat-lick.


[groan at will, she said, ducking mightily......]