Me, Backwards

Oh, I’m not sitting around pining away - I’m happy with the move and really enjoying getting to know my new city and new neighborhood.  But there are moments when I miss things - and that’s natural, since I lived there for the better part of 11 years, and it’s the first place I actively *chose* to live as an adult.  My first love, y’know?  The list, after the jump. (more…)

Some days, like yesterday, I have to remind myself why I love the cats.  I’ve got one puking (Daisy) and one pooping (Franklin) in an inappropriate place for the second time in a week.  Sigh.  In Daisy’s case, I know she can’t help it, and the best I can hope for is that I hear her (I’ve become quite attuned to the sound, actually) and can move her onto the linoleum of the kitchen before she hits the carpet.  (more…)