Just the blonde ones.

Oh, you mean this one?

http://www.wayswriter.com/pam/coop4.jpg

No I wasn't the one with the cat, although I already have 2 19yrs and 15 yrs, and a dog, and 2 fish and a tortoise. Yes my house is a freakin' zoo.

Not sure about the pet thing Juniper. My mother had chickens when I was a kid, and I remeber them being stupid AND mean.

When I was a wee lad, we had cats and chooks*.

The cats would steal the chook food.

The chooks ganged up and caught a mouse.

I have been warped ever since.



*Chickens

I'm probably the one she was talking about with the new cat.

You think your house is a zoo! I have six cats, two dogs, four chickens, and two tweeners. And a husband. I don't know which animal is more trouble!

tweeners?

Tweeners -- kids age 9-12. They're "tween" being little kids and being teens.

oh right i've got those too one 8 and one 12, plus a husband, thought they might have been an exotic animal (actually....)

Yeah, now you're getting the idea. :D

:lol:

Wow, I feel so inadequate now.
And yet I am seen as a bit of a cat-lady here, just because I have a home cat and a work cat.

Instead of a husband I have blue hair. It's high maintenance, leaves the bathroom in a mess and sometimes plays havoc with the pillows. So there.

I'll trade ya :rolleyes:

Your blue hair doesn't poop, chew on stuff or steal your food. Sry. ;)

I'm supposed to get the call today. I'm freaking out, can't concentrate.

I may have mentioned there was a bit of a snag...so I'm waiting anxiously. I am in a good place in that I know if things don't work out for the new job I am still here, and I will just have to buckle down again, and that it truly is a loss on their part.

I know how much my friends at this job care about me, so there's that. One of my references, a career counselor, told me she told them that when things are really hairy and everyone feels like crying, I'll do or say something to make them laugh. That made me feel good. I've also been lucky to get warm wishes from my friends here.

Then again, Tuesday was perhaps the worst day I have ever had here at this job, and I've had some bad ones.

But, either way...call me and get it the EFF OVER. I'm getting nothing done, I couldn't sleep last night (and I am a sleepin' fool, I rarely ever have problems sleeping) and I just want to know, you know? Will I live in relative poverty forever, or can I relax and know someday things will seem a lot easier? I've given up on the Depp Factor, in which Johnny realizes I am his true love and takes me away from it all. ;)

:(