More Changes

For the sake of my wallet I have decided to compromise on a pretty big factor in my wedding. I have decided to NOT have my dress custom made. So now I have been scouring the web looking for dresses that represent the 1940's era...and aren't strapless!! (why are all dresses strapless??) I found two that I really love here and here. Comments would be much appreciated :-) Out of all the dresses Maggie Sottero definitely has caught my eye. I can't wait to go out there and try dresses on. In a way that makes my decision a little less painful. The one thing I felt that I was missing out on was going out and trying on tons of dresses and finding "The Perfect Dress". Now I get to do that. I want to go out now and start trying things on, but I know it is way too early to do that, so I am patiently (patiently...yeah right) biding my time.

On another good note, I won a contest over the weekend. You all should definitely check out The Bobby Pin blog.

On a bad note, I got woken up at 5:30 this morning to my fiancee telling me that we have a problem. Apparantly we have a mouse (probably mice) in the apartment. We could hear the damn think squeaking in one of the cupboards. So we called the on-call guy for our apartment but he could't find it. And there are no holes in the wall anywhere, so we are thinking the dang thing in is the wall. Great! Poor dog was going NUTS this morning....as were the cats. I think they all thought they were getting a snack.

What the.....

So I have decided to start my post off today by showing you what my cats do when they think no one is watching. May I present Exhibit A......

This would be Purrsia climbing on top of the ironing board.

Aaaaannnddd nowwwwww......Exhibit B.......

This would be Zorro not wanting Purrsia to have all the fun. I about fell off the couch when I saw this one go down. Sorry for the graininess (is that a word?) I still don't have a digital, so I have to take all my pics with my phone.

And the Kitty Drama Continues...

So, after all we went through with Zorro last week, we had another scare with him this week. On Tuesday Pete had noticed that he puked on the living room carpet. We thought nothing of it until Tuesday night/Wednesday morning, he starting puking all over our bedroom. I think it was about 4 times. Then I came home for lunch yesterday and he puked again. So I decided that 6 pukes in less than 24 hours warrants a call to the vet. I bring him in and everything seems normal (except for the whole puking thing) We deduced that he hasn't been eating his prescription food. Since he got home from the vet last week, I haven't seen him eat 1 kibble of it. I would see him go up there, sniff at it, then jump back down. Since his vomit was all bile, we think this is a pretty accurate assumption. She the vet does bloodwork on him and tests his urine just to be on the safe side. Of course they all came back normal, so he gave him some shots and sent us on our way with some pills and instructions to feed him his old food and give him pepcid once a day. Pete and I collectively decided that we were going to trick him into eating his special food, by mixing it in with the old stuff and just gradually put less and less in there. No sooner than I put the old food in the bowl his face was in there chowing down. I didn't even get a chance to mix it up. So the little asshole just decided he didn't like the other stuff, so he just wasn't going to eat!! Oh and cost me another $379 for another vet trip. Jerk wad!!

I had an interview last night for a part-time job. What with all the pet expenses and having a wedding to plan, we need the extra income. I interviewed with the same company I worked for before in MOntrose, so getting in is not a problem. The supervisor who interviewed me wants to hire me, I just need to talk with the Assistant Manager. Pretty sure I have this one in the bag though. Hopefully I can start soon, so I can get some of my outstanding bills paid off.

More Kitty Drama

So after all the drama with Purrsia last week, we had more drama, this time with Zorro. Last summer Zorro had a condition where he was producing "sand" of some sort in his bladder and he got blocked and couldn't pee. So he spent 3 days in the kitty hospital and was sent home good as new. Until last Friday. I got home from work and I am in the kitchen starting dinner and I see him squatting on the kitchen floor looking like he's a bout to pee. So I nudged him with my foot and I hear this god-awful howl. I grabbed him and brought him into the bathroom to put him in his litter box where he stood for a good 5 minutes straining to pee, to no avail. So I call a vet that was close and they say to bring him in. They can't get him unblocked while we were there, so he gets admitted for presumably 2 nights. Fast forward to Saturday night. I get the update from the vet that he has pulled out his urinary catheter and that they were going to see how he does. A few hours later I get another call. He is backed up again, so they need to reinsert the catheter and he will be able to go home on Monday. Yeah....right. So he does fine with the 2nd catheter...I think he learned his lesson the first time. They decide not to take it out until Sunday, so now his stay was extended until Tuesday!! It seemed a bit excessive to me, but whatever. I think they may have needed to pay the gas bill or something, so they were milking it. On Monday, I get a call from the vet that he needs a prescription, but that they don't carry it, so could I go pick it up? I think this is weird, but say ok. I mean, why would you prescribe something that is a common drug for cats and then not have it in stock, but whatever. After over an hour hassle at Wal-Mart getting the damn thing, I then have to BRING IT BACK to the vet. I love wasting my time. So finally Tuesday comes and he gets to come home to the tune of $1400. Goodbye wedding dress, I need to pay for my cats pee pee. And now he is on a prescription diet which is going to cost at least $40 a month because I have to put both cats on it. GAH! It never ends does it?

In other news, after much deliberation, we have decided to not have the wedding in the Thousand Islands. After speaking with reputable sources, we found out that the reception sites there are horrible and one that we were highly considering is actually being sued right now because the wedding was so bad. I decided that I didn't want to have a beautiful ceremony only to have it ruined by a horrible reception. We are now looking at the Greystone castle, which is near where I grew up. www.thegreystonecastle.com if anyone wants to check it out. I will find out in October if it is something we can afford. Keeping my fingers crossed because it is absolutely perfect!!

Our Kitty is Home

After almost a week out on her own, our cat, Purrsia, made it back home last night. Pete and I had decided to go out to dinner. When we were pulling into our parking space when we got back I looked over at our patio and said "Look!" It took Pete a minute to realized what I was pointing at, but then he saw her. Unfortunately he jumped out of the car to get her and she got spooked and took off again. we spent probably the next hour calling her and looking under bushes for her. I ended up finding a stray, so I gave him some of the food I had out for Purrsia. We gave up and put some food out on the patio for her in case she decided to come back. About 4 in the morning I get woken up by Pete. Purrsia was back on the patio eating the food we had left out for her. When I opened the patio door she jumped off it again, but when I got to the edge I saw she had just run a few feet and was looking. So I called her a few times and she came running back and jumped back up onto the patio. I quickly scooped her up and brought her inside. She definitely lost some weight while she was gone, but she is quickly gaining it back. She has been eating a ton!! I hope she doesn't get sick. We went out today and got her new tags and a new collar. I hadn't gotten any of the animals tags since we moved here, but now they are all tagged up. We are so overjoyed that she is home!!! I was really starting to lose hope.

My Kitty is Missing

Even with all the good news floating around in my life it has been a sad week for us. My beautiful beloved kitty, Purrsia, has gone missing. Pete and I took Inigo for a mountain hike and spent the rest of the day with his parents. When we came home our front door was open. we aren't sure if the wind blew it open or if the cats somehow grew opposable thumbs or what. So anyway, I was expecting Zorro to not be there, but it was Purrsia who was gone. We spent a while looking for her that night to no avail. On Monday we looked for her some more. We started hearing phantom meows that we swore were right outside the door, but she was nowhere to be found. I even made crab legs on Monday night and the smell didn't even bring her out of hiding. Tuesday Pete and I started making calls to animal control and shelters, but no one had brought her in. We made posters and put them up all around the community, but our phones haven't rung. Poor Zorro walks around the house meowing as if he is calling for her. It's just been a sad week all around. I'm hoping and praying that someone found her and they brought her into their life and are taking good care of her. She really is the sweetest cat you will ever find. As time ticks on I am growing less and less confident that we will find her, and it just breaks my heart. I know that not many people read my little blog, but I am putting a picture of her up here just in case someone sees it and has seen her.

I miss you little Purrsia Kitty!! Come home soon!

I'm Still Alive!!

Ok, so I know I haven't posted since we left for NY (obviously) so yes, we made it, and yes, it was a blast!! We rented ourselves a nice SUV this time around and let me tell you, the car makes the difference! It was so much easier to spend two days in that car as opposed to in my poor cramped Jetta. So the wedding was awesome. I still can't believe that my little brother is married! And can I just say that I absolutely LOVE going down to sea level after living in the mountains? I swear, the day of the wedding I drank at least 3 beers and a good 4 gin and tonics (which were not small) and I was still able to stand on two feet. I didn't even really feel like I was drunk. I was able to pull of the peach dress, much to my surprise. I didn't think that it would be my color, but I got several compliments on it, so I guess I did ok. HAHA. Maybe they were all just being nice.

I took Pete to Niagara Falls for his first time ever. We actually went for a hike in the Niagara Gorge one day and went to the Falls the day after the wedding. The Gorge absolutely killed me though. It's a good 50 foot drop down natural stone steps. Then there are "trails" that lead down to the river. We had the dog with us, and thoroughly tired her out. We ended up taking one of the sketchy trails down to the river where I proceeded to fall on my ass giving myself a nice gouge and bruise. It was totally worth it though. We hiked over to a rock and sat in the sun for a little bit watching the rapids. So beautiful. When we went to the Falls we decided to go into Canada. So we parked over in the State Park and walked over the Rainbow Bridge into Canada. Pete smuggled a knife into the country. It was a funny story though because we didn't mean to do it. For any of you who know Pete, you know that he always has his knife on him. Well I didn't even think to tell him to take it off. So we are at the Canadian border and the guard there asks if we have any weapons to which I automatically say "No". Then after I say it, it dawns on me that he more than likely has his knife. The guard lets us through and after we get a good way down the path I say under my breath "you have your knife on you, don't you?" Sure enough there it was. So he just unclipped it from his pocket and stuck it all the way in so no one would notice it. So when it was time to go back to the US I tell him not to say anything about the knife unless they ask. So when the guard asks if we have anything to declare I can see him starting to say something about the knife, so I cut him off and say "No". The guard looks suspicious at this and says "So you didn't buy anything when you were in Canada?" Again I say "No" and he lets us through. After we got through I just started laughing because he almost let it slip and that wasn't even what the guard was asking.

I finally have my babies back and that has been going well so far. The dog has been really good. I was worried about her being able to poop while on a leash, but so far we haven't had any problems.

The diet is going well. We cheated really bad when we were on vacation, but were able to get back on track when we got home. I am back down to where I was before I left for NY, so the pounds are still coming off. I am hoping to be down to my goal weight by New Years, or at the very least within 5 pounds of it.

Other than that, I do have some other news to share, but that will be in a different post at a different time......

Nothing like a good cliffhanger, eh?