Recently released are new drugs FOR WOMEN. It’s a given…. I am
going to get me some, I am going to get all of them, lots of ‘em too.

DAMNITOL- Take 2 and the rest of the world can go to hell for up to 8 full hours. (this is my personal favorite!!)
ST. MOMMA’S WORT- Plant extract that treats mom’s depression by rendering preschoolers unconscious for up to two days. (i don’t have preschools but i would love to use this on a few people, trust me….want some candy???)
EMPTYNESTROGEN- Suppository that eliminates melancholy and loneliness by reminding you of how awful they were as teenagers and how you couldn’t wait till they moved out. (i’ll skip the suppositories)
FLIPITOR- Increases life expectancy of commuters by controlling road rage and the urge to flip off other drivers.
MENICILLIN- Potent anti-boy-otic for older women. Increases resistance to such lethal lines as, “You make me want to be a better person. Can we get naked now?” (hmmmm…older women? guess i don’t need these either!)
BUYAGA- Injectable stimulant taken prior to shopping Increases potency, duration, and credit limit of spending spree. (note to self: take only as needed, always have on hand for shopping companions)
JACKASSPIRIN- Relieves headache caused by a man who can’t remember your birthday, anniversary, phone number, or to lift the toilet seat. (gimmee, gimmee, gimmee, lots of refills!)
ANTI – TALKSIDENT- A spray carried in a purse or wallet to be used on anyone too eager to share their life stories with total strangers in elevators. (o.k. ha, ha, very funny. i always thought this was pepper spray i was getting sprayed with. note to drs.: this product should be banned!)

By Sunny and Share

{click on pic. to see a performance by 2 amazing, talented girls}

to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Rich. Happy Birthday to you!! xoxo h
(p.s. i’m doing the happy birthday dance!)

It happened again. It’s just plain ol’ embarrassing. My cat is beautiful, I know it, she knows it…. everybody that sees her falls in love.. They oooh and awww over her, she bats her eyes. They pet her, she licks her lips.
We are at the Vet’s. It’s a busy day. We sit patiently awaiting our turn. Lacey is called. Next is Luke and Roxie. Our turn is coming.
I am becoming quite nervous. Not the ‘oh no it’s gonna hurt’ nervousness but more of a ‘shameful, how could you’ nervousness.
Mittens is called.
We are next.
I am contemplating walking out, sure my Princess needs medical attention but she also needs to embrace what dignity she has left. I decide to move close to the door we will be called in to…. I start to gather my belongings. Before I was able to get to my feet, the door opens. A young man comes out; he has a smirk on his face. He knows.
The cavity my heart once lay peaceful in is empty. My heart is racing, I don’t know where it is but I feel it in every part of my body.
He (the man with the smirk) walks to the center of the waiting room. I make eye contact with him, I give him a little wave to let him know we’re coming. He wasn’t buying into it. He had a job to do.
Lacey, Luke, Roxie and Mittens had their turns now it was our turn. There was that smirk, a professional smirk but it was a smirk. My ears were ringing at this point but I knew, I had read his lips. He called her name, “Filthy,” we are ready to see you.
Now I have learned from the past that at that point you put your blinders on. People give you looks. Not the kind you want to receive either. They laugh behind your back, they shake their heads as you walk by them. At this point I am not even sure where my heart ended up. I have no pulse, that I can feel.
We are losing focus here folks. After all, my cat (Filthy) is here for a reason. She needs medical attention. I am sure she will get it once this young man Dr. dude can quit laughing. This is where I buckle up and get tough…O.k. yes, laugh all you want but there is a reason behind this name and IF I told you and all those other peons in the waiting room you would be bowing to my feet. You would be helping me find my misplaced heart. You would be ashamed of yourselves. I give him a quick run down on what is going on, with out missing a beat Mr. young man Dr dude wants to know the story behind her name. I humor him briefly.
Weren’t there famous, meaningful people that shared this name with my princess? What about Filthy McNasty’s…wasn’t that an establishment in Hollywood? I think so. It was a bar.
So she has had this name for 6 years….would it be morally wrong to change it now? Would I confuse her? Am I giving in to societies “standards?” Philthee, Filthee, Fil-Fil, Phylthie. My family thinks I’m nuts. It’s a damn cat. So I have compromised.
As of today, November 28th, 2007, I hereby change my cats name to Filthea. She will go by Tea (pronounced Tia)
Without further ado meet my Princess,

So I am not the most graceful person. I’m a survivor though. How many people do you know that have been hit by a car as a pedestrian…twice and lived to talk about it? What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right? Just 2 weeks ago I had a root canal. Didn’t even hurt. That much. Last year my ear drum ruptured. That’s o.k., I have another one. I survived. Natural childbirth? Piece of cake.

Not only have I become stronger, I am now wiser. For example, I no longer take for granted stairs. Oh they’ll get you sooner or later. They may even get you sooner and later. Yeah, I’ve taken my share of falls, just last week….no major injuries. Sore knee, back, hip, thigh, (that is not a plum on a plate of cottage cheese….thats my leg!!!) and pride. For those somebody’s who ‘wish the were here to see it,’ no worries, it’s just a matter of time. Remember. It’s me.

Perhaps it’s an equilibrium problem, perhaps it’s because I am not the most graceful person.

So little panda girl is 100 days today!!! As mentioned in an earlier post, it is Chinese tradition to have a naming ceremony on the 100th day announcing the chosen name.

“Zhen Zhen” (pronounced jun jun) means “Precious”….my 1st choice was “Xiao Li” (sea-ou lee) meaning “Little Beauty” but you just can’t go wrong with something so cute….at least she’s not named Filthy or something!! (wink!)

I love birds.
I love to take pictures.
I love to take pictures of birds.
I love to take pictures of birds with a really nice camera.