Javajune's Blog

Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

The big guy was right

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I’m back back from a crazy busy weekend. It was fun but I feel about like the image above not fully a wake and a bit wavy. I told you Mr. Java had a garage full of fireworks he got on a business deal didn’t I? Well, we had a busy weekend of shooting them off at parties and saying ahhhh, or whatever it is that comes out when spectacular colors light up the sky. The Saturday night show over the lake was the best! It was a good weekend of good company and busy stuff going on every second. A little parade watching, a lot of fireworks and oh yeah, a tree full of kittens. What?

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I got up very early Saturday morning to head for the lake. When I staggered into the bathroom I looked out the south bound window as I often do and couldn’t believe what I saw. The huge 30 foot tall pine tree outside my window was full of little fury creatures. I rubbed my eyes and looked several times before running outside.  I counted at least three but heard more underneath. I went in to drag Mr. Java out of bed so he could witness what I was seeing because I was sure it must be a dream. Of course I fetched my camera but couldn’t capture much as soon as they saw the big guy they scattered down the tree  and off  through the tall weeds. Remember the big guy telling me not to feed the cats because we we’re in danger of becoming the cat house? Ooopps! He was right. Don’t tell him I said that because he always thinks he’s right. (my boys are now calling me the cat lady) I thought the wild cat I’ve been feeding was pregnant. I didn’t realize she already had kittens. No matter, I have homes for them already. See everyone worries for nothing. I would guess they’re about 4 to 6 weeks old so my mission this week is too catch them. Sounds easy enough but it’s not. They live somewhere in the brambles to the south of our house. The weeds are over my head and there is a huge pile of old trees and brush from the clearing of the neighborhood that the now bankrupted developer never cleared away. It’s like a jungle and the vampire mosquitoes can drain your blood in about 60 seconds. It takes a while to recover from blood loss and disorientation after an adventure into the thicket. Now if my Grandpa was still around he would know just how to find them. He used to say I need you to do some kitten hunting, they’re somewhere near the barn. He always knew right where they were but pretended he didn’t so I could find them. Maybe he was trying to keep me out of his hair, what little he had. Wish me luck with the hunt.

On to other news: the princess has lost or hidden several things of mine, so I will be cleaning and scavenger hunting all day. I can’t wait until she speaks English, so she can tell me where she’s hidden them. She says a few words but most of her jibberish is her own language, something we call Araglish, a combo of English and Arabic.

Well, I have a lot of catching up to do so I will leave you with a little ohhhh….

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 And a lot of ahhhh… to get your Monday started.

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Does anybody love Mondays?

xo-jj

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July 6, 2009 Posted by | family woes, me | , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Dear Lone Ranger

Please welcome Cat to the sofa.

Dear Lone Ranger,

I can feel you by my side, in my heart and all over my mind. I can hear you through the silence and smell you in my sleep. I know you like I know myself but sometimes I forget that we are not one. You have been there for so long attached to my every move, my every thought. I never considered life with or without you. I didn’t have to think of you at all because you were me and I was you. I took advantage of our closeness, our unique and unshakable bound. Sometimes I forgot to notice and just drug you along at my side.  I never doubted your unwavering support or unmistakable love but I didn’t acknowledge it either. Our first kiss left me quivering.

You grew tired of feeling alone, unnoticed and under appreciated. Now I can’t feel you or even smell you but I can see you with another and it’s killing me. We were meant to be together and I can’t function apart from you. If you come back to me I promise that this time I will not only feel you and drag you along side but really see you for all that you have given to my life.  Don’t leave me now that I know who you really are.

with love ,

Cat Woman

Junie: A  beautifully put love letter Cat Woman; I sure hope the Lone Ranger is reading this.

January 23, 2009 Posted by | confessions, lovers | , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment