I’m thinking…ruh roh.

I know, I can’t believe this is my second post of the day. I won’t do it again. Well, maybe, maybe not.

This isn’t even a real post but I’ve been thinking about something recently and need to ask what you think.

When I began my blog, I used to always compare myself to the awesome and established bloggers.

I’m finally over that now but for the past few weeks I’ve been questioning myself when it comes to what I write. There are several blogs I love that write about normal and sweet things.

I’m all over the board when it comes to what I write about and every now and then what I write might be considered normal and sweet…maybe, kind of?

My daughter’s 2nd BIRTHDAY!! is coming up in less than two weeks so I’m sure I’ll be all mushy.

She also has her first haircut next weekend which I’m hyperventilating over because that means she’s not a baby anymore.

It’s only going to be a teeny tiny trim, nothing major, but I’m still walking around the house saying “Noooo, not my babeh!”

Where was I? Oh yeah, most of what I write is, well, a lot a little weird and different. Wanting to strangle my hubby for unneccessary comments while watching television, strange things my daughter puts in my shoe, poopy diapers, toddler PMS…..

I’m starting to think maybe I should just write like a normal person.

My husband has heard me talk about this several times so instead of having him strangle me over talking about it, what do you think?

Should I keep on keeping on being um, different or try my hand at normal, whatever that is?

*I know I should (and will) write whatever I feel like but lately, since I’ve been feeling like the odd one out, I wanted another opinion besides my husband saying “Can’t you see I’m trying to sleep?! Why do you always bring up these things now?”

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My Dearest Tobias…..

I’ve only revealed your real name on my blog once before. I was leary when we first met and didn’t want to become too attached to you but I quickly fell in love.

It doesn’t hurt that you let me have my way most of the time and let me say whatever I want without judging me.

We’ve had some glitches here and there but we’re always able to work through it.

Then without any warning, you just stopped communicating.

I tried to figure out what was wrong but no matter what I did you haven’t been the same.

What’s the deal, Tobias?

I really miss what we had. I hate that I’m the one giving my all while you just sit there doing nothing.

You had to leave to resolve some of your issues but you weren’t gone that long.

When you came back home things seemed okay but you’ve gotten into the same routine of shutting me out.

Now you’re gone again and I just don’t know if things will be the same anymore but I’m hoping for the best and can’t wait to get my hands on you.

My Dearest Tobias….

computer viruses suck ass and I hope you’re back to all of your laptop glory soon.  :^)

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Maisy.

I have happy news!

I’m not pregnant because if that was the happy news, I wouldn’t be able to write this. Instead, I would be stuck with my head in the toilet, puking my guts out and saying over and over again “What was I thinking?” or “When the hell am I gonna get that damn glow that I hear everyone talking about?”

We have a new addition, a sweet kitty!

As you may or may not know, our cat that we’ve had for nearly 15 years, Zira, went missing on March 4th when a dumbass repairman came over and apparently left the door open while he was going back and forth to his truck. My hubby and I are still crushed.

I’ve been wanting to get a second cat for some time but my husband was less than thrilled with the idea. With Zira missing, he started to warm up to the idea.

We went to an animal rescue center just to look but it’s hard not wanting to adopt all of the animals while there. I don’t want to be known as the Kelsey Grammer of cats by going from one to another but we saw a kitty that we loved.

We went to look at other cats a few days later but kept on thinking of the kitty we saw earlier in the week. When we went back to see her, we knew we had to adopt her. We got her two days later, on St. Patrick’s Day, and just a day before my in-laws came to visit.

My husband and I couldn’t agree on a name for our cat. I think we had an easier time naming our daughter but we finally settled on Maisy (like Daisy). After a few weeks with us, her full name has turned into Maisy Daze Sweet Potato Purr Muffin.

I know what you’re thinking. Her name is the most regal name ever!

My mother-in-law welcomed our new kitty into the family by calling her fat and said she needs to go on a diet. Yes, seriously. I’m surprised she didn’t show Maisy a picture of when she was a newborn kitten and told her “maybe now you’ll think about losing some weight”.

The animal rescue center didn’t know much about her history. She’s at least a year old (we think she’s probably a few years old) and was found in August of last year. She had kittens back then and was put in a foster home.

Once the kittens were weaned, Maisy was at the main animal rescue center (it wasn’t the SPCA) and at pet store adoption centers for the last 7 months.

When we decided that she was the kitty for us and wanted to adopt her, the woman who does the adoptions wasn’t going to be there the next day. Even though we only had to wait a few days, it felt awful knowing she had to spend even more time alone in a cage.

She’s home now though! Maisy is such a sweetie and the little hummingbird loves our new kit-tay.

Here are some pics of our adorable Maisy Daze.

Sleepy kitty.

I love her little paws.

She can't resist laying on warm, clean clothes.

The little hummingbird makes sure Maisy has plenty of books to read.

If the kitty isn't going to use her bed then I will.

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