Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from shredding the occasional piece of furniture.
Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant and cough it up on the carpeting.
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded -must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this on their bed (again).
DAY 762 - Slept all day so that I could annoy my captors with sleep depriving, incessant pleas for food at ungodly hours of the night.
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was...Hmmm. Not working according to plan ...
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason, I was chosen for the water torture. This time, however, it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still stuck between my teeth and the tiny bit of flesh under my claws.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The Bird on the other hand has got to be an informant. He has mastered their frightful tongue (something akin to mole speak) and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
comfort on difficult days,
smiles when sadness intrudes,
rainbows to follow the clouds,
laughter to kiss your lips,
sunsets to warm your heart,
hugs when spirits sag,
friendships to brighten your being,
beauty for your eyes to see,
faith so that you can believe,
confidence for when you doubt,
patience to accept the truth,
courage to know yourself,
love to complete your life.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities.
She is your witness,
who sees you at your worst and best,
and loves you anyway.
She is your partner in crime,
your midnight companion,
someone who knows when you are smiling,
even in the dark.
She is your teacher,
your defense attorney,
your personal press agent,
even your shrink.
she's the reason you wish you were an only child.
-- Barbara Alpert
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
To seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion,
To be worthy,
To study hard,
think quietly, talk gently,
To listen to stars and birds,
to babes and sages,
with open heart,
To bear all cheerfully,
do all bravely,
In a word to let the spiritual,
unbidden and unconscious,
Grow up through the common;
this is to be my symphony."
~~ by William Henry Channing ~~
Saturday, January 9, 2010
You build it out of your own past,
out of your affections and loyalties,
out of the experience of humankind as it is passed on to you
out of your own talent and understanding,
out of the things and people you love,
out of the values for which you are willing to sacrifice something.
The ingredients are there.
You are the only one who can put them together into that unique pattern that will be your life. Let it be a life that has dignity and meaning for you.
If it does, then the particular balance of success or failure is of less account."
Friday, January 8, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
I thanked God for this most magnificent present...my first birthday gift of the day.
Such a beautiful way to start the morning.
I picked up my daughter Athena and we drove to Pasadena for a mother-daughter spa day. It was the perfect way to relax...jacuzzis, saunas, towels rolled in ice chips, fruit bowls and lemon water and teas and luxurious massages...a real treat.
What a gift to be able to spend time with Athena who fortunately is still on winter break from college. I love whenever we can spend some quality time together.
We didn't have time for a fancy restaurant but the famous "In and Out" burger, with french fries and a coke went great with our movie plans.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Happy Birthday to me and throughout the next year
remember to keep telling yourself this: