it's crazy how fast things/people/animals grow...i came across these pictures from just a few months ago (from late september) and i just cannot get over the cuteness...
now the cats are climbing in/on/over/around everything...absolutely everything. last night they were hanging off a curtain we had between our dining room and living room (luckily it was extremely cheap). night before last, i was trying to distract the cats while i cooked by throwing a bag on the ground for them to play with. it landed right-side up, and ben walked over to it and stuck his head through the handles very deliberately and then proceeded to...just sit there. i eventually took the bag away because he was starting to run around with it, and he went over to another bag and stuck his head through THOSE handles...what a little psycho cat... they've come so far from that first night when i was afraid to have them sleep in my room because i didn't want to wake up to dead kittens in a box...
i am notorious for not turning in film when i actually use a 35mm camera. if i don't turn it in the day i finish a roll, who knows when it will get developed. today i picked up a roll of film that has pictures spanning from last april until october. it's always fun to get pictures back when you don't even remember what you took pictures of. the next task is to get better at taking photos with my fisheye--the quality of the exposures aren't that great, but they're still fun photos. you can view them here.
a warning--i didn't feel like hooking up brandon's scanner, so the photos posted are actually pictures of the pictures taken with my computer's photobooth.
poor kitty cats...they had their big surgery yesterday...they have now become...un-men? we dropped them off at the vet yesterday morning before work, which was awkward. first you have to fill out the paperwork which includes questions like "in the event something occurs during surgery, choose one of the following: i authorize whatever is needed, regardless of cost; i authorize whatever is needed up to $_______ beyond the cost estimate; or please call if an emergency arises." basically you have to put a price tag on your animal--how much are they worth to you? next, after the paperwork, they told us we were done and could leave, and to "just leave the cats there." there, as in there, on the floor of the waiting room in their carriers.
anyway, everything went well and they are acting like nothing is wrong except for...their lovely collars, which they are actually getting used to, they just look ridiculous. brandon calls them helmets, i call them bonnets. i wasn't warned about them, so i came home to two running, jumping, peppy kitties with bonnets on.
well, i know it's been a bit since i've posted...i had such a strong start and then...nothing. it's been a pretty draining week and a half or whatever between work and life in general. i did, however, have a fantastic little weekend trip to la for some disneyland and architecture. i will share an abbreviated version of chris' infamous "list" (remember, this is written in the first person as chris):
friday
brandon, to brieanne: "are you singing?" brieanne: "yeah, i like this song!" [brieanne, trying to sing quietly] me, a few minutes later: "brieanne, are you singing?" brieanne, embarassed: "you can hear me?!"
_brieanne, offering to buy me something at the mini-mart me: "something non-caffeinated–pink lemonade!" brieanne: "okay..." me: "no wait. pepsi! cherry pepsi!" brieanne: "do you want diet? chocolate cherry..." me: "chocolate?! gross. cherry pepsi, please!"
_getting brandon's chex mix all over my seat and floor _coming home at 2am and inspecting the refrigerator, every cabinet, drawer and cupboard for food and drink _discovering joint juice
saturday
_breakfast at coffee co. _brieanne, on the waitress: "so do you have a crush on her, too?" _arriving at disneyland, and brieanne informing me and brandon of her pet peeves: mothers carelessly pushing baby carriages and dropping the f-bomb around kids _giving brandon and brieanne heads-up that if my feet get wet, i'm going to be a "cranky baby" _me and brieanne studying the which-seat-gets-soaked-the-worst pattern to determine where we should sit on splash mountain _getting soaked on the first splash mountain drop and yelling, "cranky baby!"
_taking a picture with my camera on the drop _walking off splash mountain completely soaked, and laughing at brieanne, who got even more soaked than me _burger cravings and actually getting one at the village haus _cramming the three of us into one carriage in the haunted mansion and getting others to clap along _my multiple restroom stops _me and brandon hiding from brieanne while she searched for her fast pass, and seeing how long she'd go before realizing we were missing _brandon's and my prom picture in front of the castle _my inability to pick lines _calling meaghan to inform her that mickey and the cheshire cat "have been exterminated" _getting motion sickness on rides from taking pictures _brandon, voting me the most annoying ride passenger, and hands down, having the most high-pitched scream on any ride _brieanne's disappointment in canceled fireworks _high-fiving a security guard _not getting a high-five from a souvenir cart-pusher _me and brandon, attempting to slow down a wet sphere from being spun by little kids
_most expensive irish coffee ever! _going out for wetzel's afterwards and using spicy mustard _sour goofy balls _throwing a sour ball at brandon, yelling "tally-ho!" on the first drop in pirates of the caribbean, and being told over the PA not to take flash photography _seeing the golden gate bridge on the way out: "i miss you, san francisco!" _brieanne's response: "you know, when you're in san francisco, you miss LA. and when you're in LA, you miss san francisco. we should just cut you in half."
_brieanne, fighting to keep her head up and from falling over on the ride home
sunday
_breakfast with brandon, brieanne, my parents and aunt at the grinder _fascination with brandon's wristwatch _brandon, tita, dad and me, ordering the bacon deluxe; mom, the sausage deluxe; and brieanne, becoming the outcast with her ham scramble something-something _dad, to brandon: "thanks for coming! i'm glad i got to see my son." _mom, calling brandon and brieanne their adopted children _tito crispin wanting to take a picture with brieanne _visiting the new bcam
_taking brandon and brieanne to pinkberry brieanne: "i love this place!" brandon: "you're just saying that to make chris feel good."
_blasting "me and the major," and singing "neighborhood #1 (tunnels)" out loud _making fun of brieanne for her "driving at dusk" comments
_brieanne's picture text getting to me four hours later
i have been listening to the bright eyes album "i'm wide awake, it's morning" at least once a day for the past couple days--i can say with confidence it is one of my favorite albums of all time, start to finish--there is not one song on the album that i skip past. i can listen to it over and over again, each time finding a new favorite lyric, or some nuance of a song that previously went unnoticed. i've discovered it's great driving music, great working music, and most recently great art project music--i listened while painting the bathroom. while i know bright eyes is an acquired taste, and definitely not for everyone, i think this is the album to start on if you're going to listen to him. i have to admit, the album has slowly become a favorite--it wasn't love at first listen. i enjoyed it, but not to the extent i currently do. the more i've listened, the more i've grown to appreciate.
anyway, while listening, i had that experience of hearing a song and many thoughts and emotions come pouring in with it--thankfully they were happy memories! the song was "first day of my life," sung at our wedding ceremony. i have included the video here because it's pretty cute and makes me smile. turn up the volume and enjoy!
well, we decided to have a home/apartment improvement weekend and paint some fun things on the wall. here is the before and after of hall "garden" and our ryan mcginness inspired bathroom...
hall before
hall after bath before
bath after
and where were the cats during all of this? napping for the most part, thank goodness...
this song is describing how i'm feeling, so today's post will just be some lyrics...
the smell of suntan cream reminds me of you smiling, sadly, back at me as i sat there in my bubble stacking pebbles up on a sunny day i still remember when i was young i thought i would be young forever
i swim 'round and 'round on my tinfoil pond like an ugly duckling that does not want to have to turn into a swan, yeah
when i grow up i want to be a boy again i still get excited when it snows sitting in my bubble with my imaginary friends wishing that we didn't have to be so realistic all the time
i lie awake at night and count the stars i fill jelly-jars with little plastic flowers i go 'round and 'round in circles on my hamster wheel i can feel the whole world quietly closing in on me in my little bubble
when i grow up i want to be a boy again i still get excited when it snows sitting in my bubble with my box of felt-tip pens wishing that i didn't have to be so realistic all the time
"when i grow up i want to be a boy" -the boy least likely to
i used the super bowl as a perfect excuse to be productive and do something i've been meaning to do for quite a while. i promised sara that i would paint her some scenes from the album art of 'the boy least likely to,' and now they are finally finished. i hope sara enjoys them!
they will be titled after various songs as follows:
i'm glad i hitched my apple wagon to your star [brown] hugging my grudge [green]
i haven't decided which song title to use for the 3rd canvas. paper cuts seems sad, and the red balloon is too happy for a sad song. i've thought about fur soft as fur, warm panda cola, or my tiger my heart...
it felt good to paint...the cats napped while i painted, so they didn't get in my way, which was nice. i look forward to more art projects in the near future!
they've come so far from that first night when i was afraid to have them sleep in my room because i didn't want to wake up to dead kittens in a box...
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