Karen and I are really digging the show Life. It's one of the few new shows that we've been able to keep catching and love! Charlie Crews is insane in the best way. I adore his pseudo-zen weirdness. We're also loving -via Netflix- The Sopranos which is great. Especially as my Mom is Italian and grew up in New Jersey our family is a bit "You know, without the murder and organized crime bit, that's all pretty familiar!" rofl! Sadly though, it's popularity means very scratched up discs. Why people like to play air hockey with DVDs is beyond me. Urgh. We're also missing Dexter due to a lack of cable, waiting for season 2 sucks. New episodes of SVU help though.
I have created a monster! The best kind of monster... the kind of monster that wants as many animals around as I do. ;D Aside from her traditional chant of "Anothah bunneh!" Karen is now eyeing Neptune's old cage as an excellent possible lizard home. I have to agree too, it would be perfect for a
Jeweled Lacerta or two. Now if we just had the room to set it up and not so many vet bills. :P LVJ Reptiles breeds Jeweled Lacertas and is interested in doing a trade when we have some VBB hatchlings available, so we'll see where we're out then! I love making critter plans. And speaking of VBBs, have I mentioned lately that Neptune is a handsome s.o.b.? He just shed and WOW. So pretty! I need to upload pics of him and his new best friend too. He is loving the decor in his penthouse, lol.
Cleo's being crazy though... sigh. We're doing everything for her we can, but she does things that are just kinda crazy and senile. She's always been a little off, in fact we've recently wondered if she was brain damaged as a kitten. She was from a rescue place, and she as the rest of the litter she was from had been abused by children. She was actually very scared and nervous around children for a long time, and her eyes have never dilated normally for a cat. Cleo's very very clingy, that's normal for her, but lately she'll cry and cry and cry to make sure we can supervise her. It used to be she didn't like to be alone, and now she doesn't like to feel even a little alone. She prefers to sleep when we're up and around making noise, and our sleeping disturbs and worries her. She'll forget we're in the next room and cry like her life depends on it then be fine soon as one of us hauls ourselves up to check on her. And she's *so* thin... which is actually what's keeping the diabetes in check and at bay as well as the glucose meds, but it's still disconcerting. Poor girl... I love her to bits but I don't know how long she has with us... but this time with her half here and fine and half... not here... might actually be helpful in coping when she's gone... A subtle guilty sense of relief, maybe. I don't know. She's been with me through thick and thin for 18 years. I know I will not take it well when she finally goes. But sleeping again and not having to pump liquids into her against her will every 3 days may help on some level, as much as I hate to say it. I dunno, I'm tiredly rambling. And I have to think about something else now because this topic always makes me start to cry.
Karen is on the couch now gawking at the miracle that is
Micro-fiber cleaning cloths. I went into Bed Bath and Beyond (that place is dangerous) to get that final piece of our bathroom set, the soap dish, and on a whim got these too. Just damp they clean as well if not better than a dishrag/paper towels and chemicals. She keeps showing me stuff she just cleaned, lol, because it's so amazing and money saving. We'll switch over to them entirely before long! Kinda like we did from butter to ghee.