Happy New Year

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Happy New Year to Everyone!!

Oh did I mention she has a shoe fetish? 

Zoey sitting on the computer chair. 

Zoey checking out her angle. 

All about Zoey.

I'm thinking that if I want to put another picture on my blogspot, the sooner I do that, the better the chance that I will remember how I did it. Since we have so many pictures of our cat Zoey. I thought I would say a few thins about her. She was originally my daughter Aprils cat, no wait she was her boyfriend Kevin's cat. He couldn't keep her in his apartment. "No pets allowed" So April said that she would keep her until they got married and got a different apartment. Since she already had a rabbit, she didn't think a cat would be a problem. However since "animals were not allowed" in her apartment either and Zoey liked to sit in the window. She was soon discovered so April needed to find someone to take her. But only until she and Kevin got married and found a new place that allowed pets. Well April and Kevin are married now, and they are living in another apartment, (that doesn't allow cats) But they now have another cat, who's name changes every time she talks about him on her blog. April didn't want to take Zoey away from her sister Alicia, who had become quite attached to Zoey. I don't think Zoey would want to move either because she is use to us now and both Kevin and April decided she should stay with us. Long story short, Zoey is now a permanent member of our family. We had her declawed and spaded per Aprils request before we knew we would be keeping her. This appears to have altered her personality in ways we didn't expect. For example she doesn't like to be touched very much. She will put up with humans for maybe 5 minutes if your lucky. Then she just walks away or mews at you. She is antisocial in many ways. But she doesn't like to be left alone. If she doesn't know where we are she walks through the house meows until she finds us. I don't know what she does when we are all gone. As far as we can tell she sleeps. Well this is getting a little windy so I'm going to post it and see if I can send some more pictures.

This is April and me at her wedding 

Wow It's like a new computer!

Ok I've been trying to type this blog for some time now. I'm learning new things everyday. Take yesterday for instance. I was adding more to a blog that I started on Christmas day, after Dwight put a new hard drive on our computer. It was working beautifully. I had some things like what our Christmas was like(rather uneventful) How I wished Kevin and April could come home for Christmas.(found out today they will be coming Mon. and Tue. next week) yah!!! Any way Back to what I have learned. You can't preview your blog and then use the back button to go back to your blog and correct anything. Why you ask!? Because if you don't save it first it will disappear in to computer land. Where ever that is. That's where my Christmas Blogg is so if anyone knows how to retrieve it, I'm willing to listen. Today I am going to attempt to add a picture to my blog. I downloaded Picasa and hello and I've been wondering if it's going to work. cross your fingers for me. TaDa!! I managed to put a picture on my blogg. I'm really not sure how I did it and yes it is a year old picture but I wanted one that I liked and I don't like a lot of the pictures that I have of myself. It's a start any way. So until next time.

It may be a while

Well this maybe my last blog until after Christmas. Unless of course we get our computer working up to it's potential. We have a good one at home it's just that we have had a couple of virus and they have made using it very frustrating. Which is why I do most of my posting when I'm working nights. The computer at work is working better at this time. But I'm sure over Christmas break we will be able to get ours going. Dwight is talking about getting a new hard drive and using the one we have for a slave. Well that's what he called it. Any way I am looking forward to our computer working as it should, and not like it's slower then molasses in the snow. How's that for a corny saying? Going to go for now
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
To all my fellow Bloggers
Just in case.

Christmas is coming...... TOO FAST!

I know, I know, I was talking earlier about Christmas and I thought I was handling it quite well. But now it's what eight days away. EEEEK!!!! I'm not ready for it to come! I guess I still have time but I really have not looked for any gifts yet except for the students that I work with. I keep asking Dwight what are we going to do and he never really says for sure. Oh we have discussed a few options but nothing is set in stone yet, nothing to wrap and put under the tree. I'm thinking that when we go to GF next week we will make some discussions then. Which is good, only because there isn't a lot of room under our tree this year. Our cat Zoey enjoys sitting under it. She knocks off a bulb now and then but for now she just likes to sit under it and glaze outside. She is an indoor cat and I think it makes her feel like she is outside. Dwight let her go outside Sunday mourning while he was waiting for the news paper, but with the snow and all she came running in shortly after. We keep her inside because over the years we have found out the hard way that kitties don't last long outside in our neighborhood, and we wanted to keep this one for a while. Even though she is not one to play and for the most part just sits around eats and sleeps. But she has her cute moments too, like when she is laying on the floor and roles on her back curls up her front and back paws and looks at you with her head cocked upside down. It just makes you want to sit on the floor and pet her. Like she really wants you to do just that. She looks sooo cute that way. But as soon as you sit down beside her she gets up and walks away. I guess we won't be trade her off just yet. She hates to be left alone, but at the same time doesn't like to be touched that much. How do I know this? If she thinks she is all alone she cries until she can find someone. If it's during the day and I'm sleeping she is always in my bedroom with me. If I'm in one room she looks around until she knows where I am.

As far as work goes it's been a good week, all the kids are on their best behavior. They must be excited about Santa coming and want to make the nice list, or they are just out to make a good impression. For whatever reason it makes me happy. I'm sure they are doing better in school with the extra sleep too.

I had written down some things that I would like to write about sometime. One of those things is teenagers, I just have one question. Why is eighteen no longer a teenager???? I have never understood that one. Oh I know when I turned 18 and was called an adult it was cool, at the time. But wait a minute, I'm 50 now, a half a century old and now I don't see where it's such a good thing any more. They really don't get a lot of benefits by becoming and adult. Sure you can vote now and go to war. You can be arrested and go to trial as an adult and end up in an adult prison, but wait they can decide to do that in court any way if you do something bad enough. Oh yeah, now you can go see R-rated movies. ( Like no one got to do that before they were 18. ) No I don't think it's because my baby just turned 18) ... Well maybe. I just don't want her to grow up, or maybe she is trying to and I'm not letting her. Or am I letting her and I don't like the choices that she is making. Maybe all of the above. I can't decide what it is. I just wish both of my children were still little. It's like one day you are saying NO! NO! And they just listened and they knew that you knew best, and suddenly they are off on their own. Married or just being an 18 year old and wanting to do what they want to do. Don't get me wrong I am very proud of both of my girls. They make good choices, most of the time. I just feel like I should have more to say about some things. OK I'm not making a lot of sense now. I can't change the way things are. I guess I just have to accept them. Well I think I am saying too much it's time for me to wake up kids.