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Vacationing with Mozzie

Have you ever had a moment when after seeing someone day in and day out you suddenly see them in a different light and think – Holy cow! You have lost a lot of weight!!  Or Holy cow!  You have gained a lot of weight!!

That happened to me on Monday with my cat Mozzie.

He loves attention. At least from me.  I scratch under his chin, behind his ears and the scruff of his neck often because he really enjoys it.

But Monday, I was standing over him so I rubbed both my hands down the sides of his body to give him full body love and I felt his ribs and thought, HOLY BLEEP!  What the bleep is wrong?!  Why are you so damn skinny??

Over the weekend he had gotten sick a couple of times and had diarrhea 3 mornings in a row.  I thought he had eaten something and would be ok once it passed.

Why did I think that?

Let me show you some exhibits of his handy work when I am not home….

He nailed it! And by that I mean Mozzie has successful chewed on the corners of ALL the window frames in the apartment.  He is not a slacker.

Next on his chewing list, he hit the kitchen! Marked the kitchen cabinets as no match for him.

Then he got bored over time and moved on to my furniture. He is worse than a dog! I never see it going down, I just get to admire the results.

This is one of Mozzie’s favorite cat toys. I should know because I have bought at least 20 of them over time because….well, please see next photo

And this would be the same said toy one day later. At $4.99 a pop, Mozzie has a very expensive habit!

But Monday freaked me out because I had not noticed that he was losing weight, and he wasn’t acting really sick or lethargic until Monday.

I went to work, got some things done and was going to leave after the receptionist had lunch, but one of my bosses told me to go home right then and take Mozzie to the vet.

I was so grateful because I was upset, both about Mozzie’s health and my own.  I had received a message that same morning from my doctor that I needed to come back in soon because there were irregularities with my mammogram.

That on top of having poor result with my physical recently, well let’s just say that the only thing I have got going in my favor right about now is my teeth.  I at least passed that exam with flying colors!

Four years ago I was working for a different CPA firm.  One night during tax season I came home and realized that my cat Caesar’s breathing was labored so I rushed him to the vet.  Five hours later, after he and I next rush to an emergency vet, the most unexpected thing happened, he passed away.

That was very traumatic for me.  He and I were very close and we went through a lot together.  I cried so much that my eyes were practically swollen shut.

I went to work the next day since it was tax season and I was pretty much a key figure in getting the returns out the door, amongst other things.  I looked like absolute crap, and no amount of make-up could even begin to hide my swollen eyes.

One of my bosses at the time, who was also one of the owners of the firm, sat down with me and said, “If my dog just died, I sure as hell would not be here! I’d probably be at a bar drowning my sorrows.  Nonetheless, I would not be here.”

It made me feel better at the time.  But since I only had Caesar and he was gone, the very last place I wanted to be was at home, a home that had suddenly become so empty without warning.

So when I noticed “out of the blue” that something was wrong with Mozzie, he became my primary focus.  I have gladly spent some of my vacation time to be able to care for him and watch him carefully.  I do not want to repeat of what happened to me before.

The vet gave him several injections to re-hydrate him, to stop the vomiting and the diarrhea, and I have medicine I am giving him daily.  On a separate day I took in a stool sample and the results came back negative, which is good.

He’s an indoor cat, so it has to be something he ate or something within his own body that is not functioning properly.

He seems to be feeling a little bit better.  He’s eating (food, not wooden house fixtures or toys), he’s going to the bathroom normally, he’s not throwing up, and he is playing with Kennedy some more.

So we are hanging today.  He and Kennedy have been enjoying the sun…..

Chilling

Sunbathing

And if he shows any signs of not feeling well, back to the vet we will go for the next exploratory step.

At this rate, between checking on his health and my own, I am dropping about $250 every other day.

If something needs to be done, I will do it because health is more important than money.

But since I am footing the bill, I’d like to slow it down and take a more cautious yet pro-active ready to move forward at a moment’s notice type of approach.

Like I said right now he seems good, and I am going to relax a little bit today too, since you know, we are on vacation…..

My Little Monster, I mean My Little Mozzie.

Mozzie Snoozing

Cat Nap for Kennedy

Kennedy Snoozing and Happy as a Lark


RIP Sandy. I Am Only Sorry That You Will Not Be Buried Next To Our Grandmother

And your wife of 37 years and 9 months, only due to her passing before you.

Today is my grandfather’s funeral.  Actually, technically, he is my step-grandfather.

His funeral is today at 11am.

It is about a four and a half to five-hour drive from my home, one way, depending on traffic…and I am not there, nor will I be.

After much texting and phone calls late yesterday and last night with my family, that was my final decision.

I am not going.

This is my grandfather’s obituary (I deleted any specific telling details) –

Blank, 89, of blank passed away Monday, April 17, 2017 at blank Hospital. He was the husband of the late Gloria blank.

Mr. blank was born in Boston, Mass., on April 10, 1928, was the son of the late blank and blank. He was a member of blank Presbyterian Church, a veteran of the Royal Canadian Air Force, and a former helicopter pilot for the Ontario Hydro Co.

He is survived by a granddaughter, blank of Cambridge, Ontario, Canada; a brother, blank of Fort Erie, Ontario, Canada; three great-grandchildren, Jason, Alex, and Madison blank; a son-in-law, blank of Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada. He was preceded in death by a daughter, blank.

A graveside service will be conducted at 11 a.m. Wednesday, May 3, 2017 at the Blank Family Cemetery, on blank Rd., in blank by the Rev. Blank.

Hm.

Outside of his brother who is 80, my grandfather knew the rest of these other people for about five years. Tops.

My grandmother and Sandy were married in January of 1979.

So.  What about his other four grandchildren, and what about their children?

I am the oldest.

That means Sandy has been in my life for 38 years, and 36 years for my sister, and our cousins…..I am not sure how much younger they are than us, but they had to have  known him for at least 28-30 years,   If not more.

And our cousins and Aunt & Uncle were much closer to our grandparents in the later years.  They spent many annual holidays with them at their home.

My dad, my uncle and my aunt…they have known Sandy for those 38 years too, on an adult level.

Sandy passed away on Monday, April 17th.

My sister and I did not find out about it until Friday, April 21st.

At first I had great peace.

He was no longer alone, outside of a caretaker coming in a few times a week, because he (and my grandmother) had lived out in the middle of nowhere for decades.

None of us could easily just pop in to check on them or say hi.

And because the only listed granddaughter in his obituary, who he has only known for 5 years, who also happens to now be his sole heir aka the one calling the shots about his final resting place and the date and time of his funeral….. My sister and I did not know the final details regarding his funeral until Monday, May 1st in the evening.

Um, his funeral is on May 3rd (today) at 11am out in the middle of nowhere which equals pretty significant driving time to get there, let alone including the time to drive home and trying to take time off from work on the spur of the moment.

The thing that I am most upset about is the decision to bury him “at the Blank Family Cemetery.”

Please.

There is a small family cemetery on the estate BUT he will be the very first of HIS family to be buried there.

That is a nice way of saying we are not going to fly your step-grandfather’s remains, who we have only known for five years, down to Texas to be buried beside your grandmother (wife of 37 years and nine months) even though there is a paid plot waiting for him next to her.

Some of his last words, as I have been told, heard by several people at different time were to bury him in the estate’s cemetery…to save money for his granddaughter to inherit.

For me this has nothing to do with money, at least not for myself.

Sure, I sincerely hoped my dad and my uncle would receive an inheritance alongside Sandy’s only blood related granddaughter because Sandy and grandmother built a life together for 37+ years and it should be shared with all the heirs.

But for me, this is more a matter of honor and respect.

Even though I personally want to be cremated and released in the wind (preferably in a really cool and awe-inspiring place!), I believe that once a person dies, their spirit is free.

But if you have been married 37+ years, and burial is your method of choice, if possible the two should be buried together.

Our side of the family, as of late as yesterday, was willing to try to raise the money to send Sandy’s remains to TX to be with my grandmother, even though none of us have that money to spend, we would have done so to honor and respect the sacred bond of a lifelong marriage.

But c’est la vie, such is life in French.

Thirty minutes from now my grandfather will be buried miles and miles, and states and states away from my grandmother.

I won’t be there.

I sent the largest and most expensive red rose arrangement I have ever sent to anyone…..and I will honor him from my home.

My eyes are practically swollen shut from crying so much in the last 24 hours, hence me not going into work today even though I chose not to go to the funeral.

My face looks like I have gone ten rounds and have been beaten three times over by the world’s greatest boxing champ at present.

I really don’t want to have to explain this to anyone.

I will admit I am a little irritated with Sandy right about now.

But no matter where he is buried, or whatever happens…

I truly hope he is at peace, that he is with my grandmother and that he knows how much her side of the family, aka us, loves him.

RIP Sandy.

I love you.

 

 

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Victory!  Three Weeks Later.

It has been a looooooong three weeks working on getting my car repaired at no cost to me.

Last post I shared that the oil pan in my S2000 had been damaged because someone used an aftermarket oil plug while performing an oil change on my car.

By doing this, it stripped the original threading and resulted in my car leaking oil.

I have never had an oil leak, and the car is 15 years old, so this really freaked me out.  I don’t like when something it not right with my car.

But when I found out that this problem was due to someone else’s negligence, someone who didn’t have the courage to let me know what had happened, I guess hoping I’d never find out, um, I got pissed.

You mess with my family, my cats or my cars and you are very much going to wish you did not do that.

I don’t go ballistic much, but in those three areas, I will rip you a new one and become your worst nightmare.

To make a long story short, I sent the garage a courier package with a letter that said in essence, you have got to be out of your mind if you think I am going to spend $650 to repair a mistake your garage made.

Well, I really did say that part among other stuff.

I also sent pictures of my home and work parking spaces featuring the oil leak in all of its glory, a repair estimate my normal mechanic (who has been working on my cars since 2000) prepared, along with copies of the receipts of the work they performed and a copy of my attempt to reach them sooner via email that bounced back.

I advised them to fix this, or refund me the cost of the oil change and the $650 needed to repair the damage, or they would be hearing from my lawyer.

Crickets.

Enter said lawyer.

I cannot share the letter he wrote and had FedEx’ed to them because I do not have his permission, but let’s just say, I sure as hell would step up to the plate if I had received that letter.

His letter also stated that all contact of any type going forward should run through him.

Crickets.

On Friday, the lawyer decided to draw up lawsuit paperwork to send over.  I think the paperwork was due to be sent out on Monday.

Friday evening I received a voicemail.  The garage owner asked that I bring my car in on Saturday so we could review and resolve the situation.

They put my car up, we went through the whole drill again about what was wrong and we were getting nowhere.

Then all of my pent-up anger about this whole unfair situation that has plagued me for three very long weeks tricked out and the f-bombs came flying out of my mouth.

I was hopping mad, like I said; one of the three things you do not want to mess with when it comes to me is my cars.

Three hours later, yes I spent three hours at the garage today supervising any and all work done on my car; asking question as they explained every step of the way what they were doing, we resolved (hopefully) the issue…at no cost to me.

They installed a larger oil plug that required creating new threads, which is very tricky and time-consuming.

And, I did eventually sincerely apologize for being rude and mean with my language explaining that my car means a lot to me and it is not fair that costly damage could be done without my knowledge or consent.

Kinda funny, the owner asked me – Do you work on cars?

I was quite knowledgeable and in the mix the whole time.

I said no, but whenever I take my car in and I am on site, I am in the garage under my car with the mechanic to learn everything I can.

And you know, the people who helped me today, I do not think they are responsible.

But I did notice one person who was missing from the scene.

The mechanic who I am pretty sure preformed the oil change on my car that started all of this.

I get vibes about people, those that helped me today, I truly believe they care about the work they do.

That other dude, hm, something about him rubbed me the wrong way from the start and we didn’t even talk.

To me, he was more disengaged and seemed to be there only for a paycheck and not happily so.

Moral of the story.  Do not be afraid to stand up for yourself.  Do not be afraid to ask for help.

I am pretty sure if I had not asked the lawyer for help, I would have had to pay $650 to repair something that was not my fault.

And the lawyer helped me, did not charge me, helped me because he is good and kind, and he does not like when people try to harm others by not taking responsibility.

I am going to buy him a $50 Starbucks gift card to say thank you.

And if he doesn’t drink coffee…he can re-gift the card and become someone else’s hero.

 

 

 

 

 

 


Go Ahead. Make My Day. Card Me.

Friday I bought a pack of cigarettes.  Not smart, I know.

The clerk was ringing me up.  She was ready to hit the final key that would prompt me to insert my card for payment, when she stopped.

She looked at me funny and said – I have carded you before, right?  You are old enough to buy cigarettes, right?

I assured her, that although my actions weren’t all that smart, I was indeed old enough to purchase cigarettes.

She was relieved and said – Oh good.  I certainly did not want to sell to someone who was underage.

Yesterday I went to the ABC store and bought a bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila.

Again, prior to hitting the final key to prompt me for payment, this clerk also asked – You are old enough to make this purchase, right?

Once again, I assured her that I was more than old enough to make the purchase and she too was thankful that she wasn’t selling to someone who was underage.

I mean, who hit the jackpot?  Um, me.  Within 72 hours I was “carded” twice!

Granted, I obviously am not all that bright based on my purchases, but I must still look young.

Now before you try to rain on my parade by pointing out that there are signs posted stating….

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We Reserve the Right

I’ll take it!

After all, I am pushing 46.  So to be mistaken for a 30ish year old…I am good with that.

I mean like I am really, really, really good with that.

That is all I’ve got.

It is my birthday month so I figure I should really enjoy the gifts each day holds.

Plus, as I told my dad last night – I need to relish this because, um, it cannot go on for very much longer! hahaha

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Pondering Again…

Go back to school?

Buy a condo?

Seems to me if one keeps pondering the same things, perhaps one should do something about it.

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Opening Up to Love in 2017

This is the year I’d like to open myself up to having a relationship.

I mean for real.

I have been single for 10 or 11 years.

Yep.  You heard me right. I am like a born again virgin.

I have had some dates over the years, but I have not been intrigued enough by anyone to want to do anything about it.

There for a while I even had the opportunity of being “Mrs. Robinson.”

I tried it out a couple of times, but it didn’t work for me.  It is not my style, although, it was extremely flattering.

I have become quite comfortable being single.

And it took a while, but now those closest to me are comfortable with me being single too.

I think that shift happened in the last few years.

It is just a given, Lisa is single.

Before my dating hiatus, I had two long-term relationships, back to back, with one year off in-between.

My exes wanted what most people want – marriage, kids, etc.  I didn’t.

There are other reasons the relationships didn’t work out, but the underlying theme was simple – we each wanted different things and envisioned different futures.

Both of my exes are married now, and I believe one has children.

I recently found out that my first ex waited to get married until the fall of 2014.

That brought me comfort.

He took his time, like I have.

He is the one that got away in my world.

I wouldn’t change anything.  Things did not work out for a reason.

But he is the one I have cared for the most in my life.

As for me, I have made a couple of false starts of maybe wanting to date again.

But now I think I am ready, now as in on the other side of tax season.

Last month I was extremely busy with a January 31st deadline.

I remember waking up one morning at 3:30 am thinking about work – I need to do this, I need to do that, this needs to changed and oh, don’t forget that other thing!!

And then I thought – Holy Cow!  I need to get a life!!

And that is when I started thinking about how nice it would be to be in a relationship again.

So on the other side of tax season, I will seriously get out, get involved and meet new people, because I could use more friends too.

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Stupid Internet Safety Day!

I don’t know if you saw it or not, but the other day all the search engines, or at least Google and Internet Explorer, had a link promoting Internet Safety Day.

Of course I clicked the link!

I went through the process, and even though my account had not been compromised, I followed the change password instructions.

What could that hurt right?

Well now I have gone and dorked up my Outlook connection to my Gmail account.

I mean dorked up, cannot fix, have done everything but stand on my head to correct.

I remember when I set up the connection in the beginning.

My sis and bro-in-law had moved across county, and up until that point they had been my technical support team and advisers.

I was pleased as punch when I set it up myself being left to my own devices.

I even called my sister to share the outstanding news.

I don’t remember it being all that hard, so why I cannot figure it out now is beyond me.

I even went the straight up advanced settings route and thought I had it going on, but um, no.  Nothing works!!

I was out sick yesterday, achy and feeling feverish, so all I did was eat and sleep…..and think about this stupid internet connection faux pas I have created.

I woke up this morning, feeling much better thank you, and thought….manual set-up.

That was the first thing that popped into my head.  I was like – that has got to be it!!

And by going the manual set-up route I did make more progress than I previously had, but alas – no go.

I have the sending side set up and working, but the receiving side, not so much!

Oh well.  It will be a weekend project. Grrrrr.

On a positive note, things at work are going much better!

I guess you can’t have it all going on at the same time.

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