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March 29, 2007

March 29th, 2007: Now I have millipedes….*sigh*

Okay, I really have no idea what the heck is going on in my homes “eco-system”. Last week I find a snake in the entry and this week I am being over run by one inch millipedes. I think they are coming in under the front door somehow. I counted over thirty as I vacuumed them up, then an hour later there were at least another thirty! And NO they did not come back out of the damn shop-vac. These were new. And what else you ask? Well the lazy cat gang didn’t care about these either.

This morning, I got up and viola! More damn inch long creepy crawlies. Must go to Home Depot and get door liner, and bug repellent. Fun for me!!!!

Ciao for now.

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March 20, 2007

March 20th, 2007: I’m so regular :)


I haven’t been by to relate any thoughts here of late. I have been “there” of late. But anyhow the big news. Last night I came in the house and in the “foyer” I saw, to my total dismay, a snake. Yes, A SNAKE.

Now you would think that with 3 healthy, aggressive, happy, hunting felines in the house it would have been a DEAD SNAKE. It was only 14 inches long, and about a pencil width wide. Baby snake. But no, they had decided Mommy would remove the New Pet. Or they were bored, or so freaking lazy that as long as it wasn’t in their food bowl, no chomping would occur.

So after determing that the snake was ALIVE. I actually reached down to pick it up, it thought and said , “HELL NO” and conveyed this to me via body language and baby “hissssp”. Yes, my snake had a lisp. I decided implements were VERY necessary.

The cats were still not helping and no longer even interested. 2 of 3 had gone back to bed. The third was begging for attention…gah. So I went to the kitchen, very fast and retreived the long tongs and a sticky roll on s stick design to remove cat fur. It’s made of soft rubber so he wouldn’t get any sticky on him, or worse, get stuck to the sticky roll. I tried long the LONG handled sticky roll thing first. Ummm, it didn’t stick. He said “Hissssp”, and proceeded to snake walk across the hallway. Not a good development. So then I looked at the much shorter long tongs and decided I didn’t want to know if he had baby teeth. He kept striking at me before hissssping. I could tell he wasn’t the normal grass snake you find on the lawn all the damn time. He was brown and had little tiny markings. I wasn’t willing to get close enough to investigate the exact pattern.

So then I flipped over the sticky thing because being crafty and all I had fashioned a hanger tip on it so I could hang it up in the broom closet. Any way, we Mr. baby snake and I, attempted to help each other out by balancing on the end of the hanger part. I’d pick him up, he’d fall down (2-3 inches), then he’d hisssp and scooch about 12 inches DIRECTLY AT ME. We were getting further from the door. Not good. So i’d politely poke him towards the door again, and we’d attempt it again. Thump. Hisssp. Scooch. We did this about six times before he decided it was nappy time and curled into the cutest little circles, I then hooked him and moved him over the threshold and out the damn door. Hisssp, and scooch into the house. I tried explaning that he didn’t want to live here, and that I didn’t want him to live here, and that he was damn well going OUT!

He cuddled back into sleep mode. I hooked him again and this time got him 3 feet out the door, I was sure I could out run him into the house. I DID!!!!! And I asked him to please not send his Mommy over to talk to me about it.

Now just so you know, there were NO SNAKES HARMED in this adventure. He was really kinda cute, but I knew he would have been a cat appetizer before sunrise. At least I hoped. But as far as I know, he is now plotting to get back in the house. That was my adventure.

Also, I am now actively looking for snakes in my house. This is very unsettling. Damn lazy cats.


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March 8, 2007

March 8th, 2007: Life in my bowl.


I’ve been in my relationship for 21 years. Found out the “cheating” had been going on for 3 years. IT’s hard. You justify go to counseling, try to understand WTF? Then you realize people cheat and it has NOTHING to do with you. You were still there doing and being who you were before they….explored. But the real question is what was the path that lead them to someone else. How did they get to the point of needing a replacement for that part of their life? It was not sexually based, we weren’t either, but I digress. The real end-game question is how invested are you? Can you trust them again, and finally, do you still love them and do you want to work it out? Of course, this assumes the other person wants all of these things as well.

And the cheater being sorry, doesn’t and probably never will even register with the cheatee. There is forgive but never forget. But you also end up learning about communication and how little of it you really do in a long term relationship.

Think about that ladies, you wake up, kiss, shower, go to work, come home, make dinner, “how was your day?”, watch TV, do chores, read, go to sleep. REPEAT, with variations.

Not a lot of talk going on sometimes. And that becomes routine.

This is the bottom-line relationship killer.

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March 7, 2007

March 7th, 2007: The day of Reckoning

Saturday March 3, 2007. Dusk. It happened. We are actually on the track to happiness and well-being as a couple after all these many years of turbulence. Now for the next time. Schedules to keep, make, and promises to deliver. Fingers crossed.