Vegas Baby

Tomorrow I leave for Vegas.

I've been there a few times. Mostly a drive through while on one of my famous road trips. A day or two by the pools. Drinks delivered to you while you watch your kids frolic. Nothing like it. I'm a tad older now. Going to the pool by myself this time. Kids are grown up and not going. I saw in the news that the MGM was opening their celebrity party pool. I had to look that up. Yes, they do have a party pool. I quickly looked to see if they had a normal pool. They do but does the hotel I'm staying at? So, I looked it up. The Wynn has a gallery that shows bikinis & young 25 year old's with cute drinks in their hands. I'm going to ask at check in ... do you have a pool for 52 year old slightly over weight young at heart ladies who just want to sit in the warm of the yellow stuff and read her book. A pool where it doesn't matter if my cellulite is as white as a beluga ... and let's not mention my resemblance to the beluga ... I just want to relax by a pool with a drink & not be surrounded by silly 25 year old's. I hope I didn't go to the wrong place. And you may ask ... why am I going ... my nerdly husband is going to a nerdly convention & asked if I wanted to get away for a few days. He asked during a snow storm and I said yes. I didn't just say it. I yelled it in a high pitched voice. The kind where you wonder where did that come from. So, as I venture into my closest to pull out my warm clothes, I ponder what I should bring. As we are having an especially cold Winter ... it's Spring isn't it ... I haven't worn anything but sweats. Oh and let's not forget my extraness that I gave myself this year. Today I will be packing. Trying on possible outfits. I really just want to be a 52 year old lady enjoying herself in Vegas but I think I'm staying at the wrong hotel ... don't you ? I'll let you know how it went ... I'll even take a few pics ... could be I'll have lots of time on my hands ... if the going to the pool doesn't work out. So cross your fingers and your paws that they do have a special pool for old ladies like me.

JC

Why ?

Someone asked WHY ? ...

Why was I in a coma ~ Long story ... but, I'll tell the short story first. I thought I had the flu but I was wrong. My temp went to 104 & stopped. I had gone into sepsis ... yes, you die from that ... I thought I was getting better ... must have been the blood clots causing havoc in my brain. Anyway, my daughter found me on the floor ... she called my husband who came home. I kept repeating the same thing ... What time is it and Where's Jasmine ... see, I always have a cat on my mind ... so, off to the ER I go, don't remember much ... woke up 9 days later. I could write a novel about how fun being in intensive care really is ... and not to mention learning to walk & talk ... again ... but, lets just say that a guy came in my room ... I didn't have a clue who he was ... he had to tell me ... ends up it was my husband ... lucky me ... a cute one .. so for some reason I survived ... and no I wasn't supposed to ... I do think it's all my cats in Kitty Heaven ... or my Mom & Dad & my cousin Carmen who was a nun ... just not my time to go ... and lets' face it ... the Cats Need Me to Feed them ...

Love of Cats ~ started when I was about 6 ... my first pets were ducks ... that ought to let you know that my love for animals started a bit off ... ducks in the city ... that's a story isn't it ... anyway, there were dogs and then there was the lost cat on the street that I brought home ... my Mom found the owner but it wasn't long before I got my first cat ... a Siamese who talked all the time ... and I mean ALL the time ... and since then I've been a sucker for a cute face with whiskers ...

Water ~ I love the Ocean. Grew up camping at the Ocean all the time. My parents actually belonged to a camper club. Now, who among you can say that ? I'd sit in the back seat ... seeing those signs ... you know the kind that mark a driveway to the beloved water front ... I told myself ... I will live there someday ... well, some 40 odd years later ... I do. Not on the Ocean but an inlet ... that comes from the Ocean. It has sand dollars ... at a very low tide ... so, I think it counts. We just got it last year ... so I'm a novice water owner ... and by the way the bank owns it ... and if my banker is reading ... I love you ... want a mini sand dollar? It's close to a lovely small island ... Steamboat ... isn't that cute ... on low tide you can walk under the bridge that leads to the Island ... it's that small ... if you have to be near an Island ... why not that one ... Captain Jack would like it too I think

Writing ~ I grew up asking my Dad what he had done that day at work. He would tell me about delivering cement. Then he would ask me to tell him a story. My love for 'telling' was born. In High School & College, I told anyone who would ask ... that I wanted to be a writer. When I started to work at a bank, counting checks, my dream kind of went to the shelf ... reality came into focus. I have notebooks with stories & details but I got busy with life & raising kids & don't forget the feeding of those hair balls and a fish or two. After my coma, while I sat here ... wondering WHY did I wake up ... I started to write again. Small stuff ... nothing too important ... and in between my moments ... yes, after three years I still have moments ... where I just sit & forget how long I've sat ... that's what lists are for ... and understanding husbands ... anyway, that's when I got the urge ... no I would say it's more the NEED to write again ... if nothing else to see if I could find that girl again ... you know the one that used to tell her father stories ... before the damage done to my memory banks ... the one who actually thought she would be a writer ...

Fried Egg and The Girls

It's Sunday morning & I'm enjoying a Fried Egg Sangie with the Girls. Those would be Maddy Jean & Bella. They sit by my chair & look up at me with those brown eyes. Asking oh so politely ... please ... can we have the crusts of your toast. And, the answer is always ... Yes you can. My girls share everything with me ... well not their dog food but I share everything I eat with them. They are my diet helpers .. a bit for them ... a bit for me. All three of us have a bit too much on our hips but imagine what I'd look like if I didn't give The Girls just a bit each time. Too Scary !!!

Al, my big black cat, is snoozing on the couch. When I say big .. I mean BIG. He's a softy ... really ... he's soft as can be. A gentle giant. Riley is on his bird tv post ... waiting ... for that purrfect moment ... when the birds arrive ... and I hear ... MEW ... he's still a baby cat & life is so exciting to him ... and me ... cause I find myself watching birdie tv too. Sometimes even when he's not around. I'll call to him ... Riley come here ... I'm really a cat in an old lady costume. Pretty darn good costume ... of the old lady ...

Big Al

Baby Riley

It snowed this morning. Yes, I know it's almost April but we've had the weirdest weather this year. Just a dusting ... about an inch ... but still ... it's Spring isn't it ? I'd post a pic of the snow but that would mean going outside ... which would require me to step over the dogs ... who are wondering why I'm not feeding them their beloved edges of the toast ... so, I must go now ... duties call ... or a fried Egg on a Sunday morning with the girls .. calls ...

Cats are Cute

Cats are just plain CUTE. My Siamese girl is currently doing her toes on the dog bed. It's by the entry hall balcony. I hear a Mew Mew MEOW. The kind of mews that a cat does that lets you know that something is going on. Anyone with a cat knows what I'm talking about. I told her she was so cute. She just looked at me & mewed while still doing her toes. For those of you who don't know what 'doing your toes' is ... it's paws up & down ... all four of them while purring very loudly & mewing in a voice that only your Mom has heard. Not your normal mew that's for sure.

Jasmine is a Snowshoe Siamese. They talk a lot. She has four white paws and she uses them to bat at us ... literally. She either loves you or hates you with those feet of hers.

She is always hissing at someone usually her younger brother. The orange striped baby boy that is thrilled at the sight of her. He turns his head to look up the stairs & wa la ... there she is. He flops his tail & twitches his bottom & up he goes after her. Hissing & screaming is heard with me yelling for him to stop. Not that he does but I have to yell & he has to chase her. It's what we do.

It doesn't help her that he has extra toes on all four paws. He can stand up like a Kangaroo. Always waiting for her with one eye open. Even during naps. No wonder her favorites spots to nap are up in the towel closet or on the shelf. She looks down at me with those blue eyes ... cute as can be.

Riley is about the sweetest orange striped baby boy EVER. He purrs like a harley & mews at me with his whole heart. He loves me as much as a shy boy can. Not that he's feral but he still won't sit near me. He will allow me to pet him while he's on the couch or his scratching post. I can tell him how handsome he is & give him kisses but holding him ... that's not allowed. I'm working him up to it though. I will hold him for a few minutes while he wiggles and flys away. There is hope. At night he comes to my bedroom & sits on a blanket just a bit away from me. Not on the bed but it's his version of sleeping with me. In the morning he is in the window looking at the upstairs bird tv. If he's not there, he'll be under the bed or in the hallway on the old dog bed ... now a cat bed. My sweet baby orange boy ... I love him so !!!!

A pic of the loons taken from my deck

Loons ~ Coffee Chat Saturday

They make the nicest sounds

Afternoon Tea ~ Looney

Wind and Sand

It's a bit windy. The loons are singing. When the tide is out, I can venture down the steps to the beach.

The clouds are mystical. The water is glass like. The dogs enjoy going for a walk along the shore. No sand dollars but a few shells. It's so quiet.

Time to go home. I'll come back again ... I own the place ... the bank does but you know what I mean.

Oatmeal & Banana

I'm having Oatmeal with banana slices for breakfast. In my blue bowl of course. I always have a dilemma of what to have ... toast, fried egg with toast, share a bagel with the girls ... my dogs, Sabrina Isabella & Maddy Jean or do the instant oatmeal with sliced bananas. I had two bananas that were going to go .. soon ... so, decision made. I'm on my 3rd cup of coffee since it's almost 9.

Been looking up new blog templates. Not sure I want to pay for one since I don't really know what I'm going to be writing about. Maybe later when I know what's what.

It's a quiet Friday morning. Birds are singing. My dog is snoozing by my feet. My son has the day off & my husband is working. I have all sorts of things that I need to put on my 'to do' list. I always make one in the morning. Since my coma, I have a tendency to forget what I was supposed to do. It's ok but at the end of the day I don't get much done that way. So, the daily list is a must. (I was in a coma & that's a long story but I'm sort of ok now. Have relearned to walk & I remember most words but if I run into something new I just look it up. I'll talk more about 'it' later)

Plans for the Weekend ~ Might go to the beach house on Saturday. We have to check up on it every once in a while. The dogs like it there. They get to run around the yard & bark at the birds & the people who walk by. A lot of them are walking their dogs so, that makes the barking so much fun. Won't be bringing the cats since it's such a short visit. Anyone with cats knows that you don't take the cat for a long car ride just for a weekend trip. At least not my four.

How am I feeling today ~ The basic right side weakness. Headache is visiting but not too bad so far. A bit blurry but I'm hoping it doesn't go into full buzz saws. I'm thinking a fabulous day !!

Supposed to have a delivery today ... hot tub cover .. I have to wait around all day ... you all know how that goes. I'll do my 'list' & if I don't feel like doing that ... I'll read my book. And which one is that you ask ... I finished Edgar Sawtelle last week. Went to Barnes and Noble ... got two books. The one I started is The Known World by Edward P. Jones. It won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. Thought I would add a bit of culture to my life. I need that so much don't I ...

The girls are looking at my blue bowl with great interest. I spoil them just a bit. Not really. I just treat them how every dog should be & a bit more to make up for all those who aren't spoiled.

That's it for my 2nd blog. You all have a nice weekend now. I'll be thinking of you ... whoever you are ... while walking the beach looking for my tiny sand dollars. LOL No I won't !!!

JC ^,,^

Tea and Molasses Cookies

I'm enjoying tea with a few molasses cookies. Nothing like it ... on a cloudy wet day.

Who am I ? Well, I'm JC. I am a survivor .. of many things that life has thrown at me.

Here's a bit about me ~ I am a 50ish lady from the cloudy state of WA. It's rainy here. I live in the woods & feed birds. My cats love the bird tv that I have created ... just for them. They used to go outside but due to coyotes ... they are now indoor only putty tats.

I do not work. I run a chauffeur business .. driving my teenage son to & from school & where ever else he needs to be. He has his permit so now I am training him to be my future chauffeur.

I have 4 purrfect cats & 2 big dogs.

I have a few health issues ... a few ... who's kidding who ... I'm a wreck & only Captain Jack would find me viable. I'll get into more details about that in a few.

The name of my blog ~ I LOVE Lilacs & I LOVE Cats