Kir Bear

Her princess diaries

Friday, August 19, 2005

Last week's insanity

At some point, I probably could write something about last week, but it was all so crazy and slightly frustrating, that I'm just going to make a list.

- Great Big Sea concert with the Daves. Awesome.
- Getting car towed. Bad.
- Not going to Dewey because I gave all my money to the towing company. Bad.
- One weekend in DC on $10 total. Not as bad as expected.
- Lunch for boss' very impending new baby. Very delish.
- Movie with the PMR girls, Must Love Dogs. Cute, debatable about how it compares to Fever Pitch.

Not much new

So, the transition here at my office is complete and official.

And now my workload has tripled. Makes work fun and interesting ... but also makes work go on forever!

Had a very nice and relaxing weekend last weekend. Wasn't feeling super hot, but it made laying out by the pool all day with Kodi and Mallen really nice and perfect. Granted, it was pretty darn hot, and by the end of each afternoon, you would find all three of us standing in the pool with our books, but perfect. And anytime anyone wants to watch Team America- World Police, again, we will be there!

This weekend is shaping up to be crazy as usual. Going away party, redneck barbecue, two birthday parties, then my dad's surprise birthday party. And that doesn't take Pumpkin-Kirsten bonding time into account!

Hopefully going to borrow Bren's digital camera next week to document the cuteness that is Pumpkin. He's quite the little acrobat!

Okay, back to work ... and have a great weekend.

Monday, August 08, 2005

A poem from my little sister

An email from my sister:
I know you are feeling down, and sad since your little snuggly Dan is in Aruba.. so I figured while I'm working and going crazy at my job, I'd sendyou a little poem! I call it.....SMILE!

Smile because you have a job, and there are over 1,000 Americans either laid-off, or unemployed
Smile because your computer works, and I'm sure there is a number of them that don't!
Smile.. you have a sister who loves you
Smile... you have my cat, who is falling in love with you
Smile, because the parents that are away on vacation, love you!
Smile, because if you don't, thats a frown, and we don't like frowns!
Smile, because you've found someone who loves you for who you are, and you love him!
Smile, because he'll probably get you something nice in Aruba (maybe something expensive)Smile, because Natalee Hollaway is missing in Aruba, (not Dan!)
Smile...you have the ability to use your legs and arms, millions are paralyzed.
And....smile because you have a great life, and people who love you, and you avoid wrinkles when you don't!

love,
your little sis

Friday, August 05, 2005

So, so, so tired ....

But good times with dinner, movie and Georgetown!

So last night, I took Dan out for his birthday to Fahrenheit, at the Ritz Carlton Georgetown. Very, very fun and yummy. Plus, I was wearing my little black dress with my cute red shoes, so I was feeling particularly cute and sexy. We stopped for drinks at Degrees first, and Dan mentioned that he hadn't had a cigar in forever, so of course we had to stop at Georgetown Tobacco. Then we hung out at Tony & Joes to enjoy said cigars and watch the Nationals on tv. And then it was off to Bad News Bears, which was hilarious. Billy Bob Thornton, while very odd in general, was hysterical. He just doesn't seem like a nice person to me, but he was really, really good.

So after all these fun times last night, I went to get in the shower this morning, desperately needing to wake up and ...

no hot water.

So I took the cold shower, with Pumpkin yelling/meowing at me the whole time, and now I am so sleepy.

Maybe I can fit in a nap before the Nationals game tonight? Maybe before I shower again?
Arg.

Thursday, August 04, 2005

My leg hurts

My cute little cat attacked my leg last night.
It is bleeding and hurts still ...

I was apparently very wrong for wanting to go to bed at midnight. Obviously, if Pumpkin wants to play, then I should not be getting into bed. But buddy, let me tell you, the best way to convince me to stay awake and play is NOT to chomp my leg and draw blood.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Pumpkin as a kitten

He's 9 months old now. This is a pic of him from about 4 months.

Kitty survived

Hey all,

So just a little update. Pumpkin survived the removal of the cone. I got home from work, changed into some comfy clothes, and then took off his cone.

He rolled around on the carpet for a while, then started bathtime. For a while, I just sat and watched him, and whenever he got close to the stitches, I would bat his head away. Finally I gave up and took B's advice, that he would stop if it hurt.

And people, I am pleased to announce that he is a smart kitten and did not kill himself.
He survived the night and darn, he really loves that little mousey. I hope Isabelle doesn't mind that he's loving the toy basket in the living room :-)

But I definitely need another cat friend for him. I would feel so much better if he had a buddy while I'm at work. Technically, I'm giving him back to my sis on August 20th, so I have some time to coordinate my plan for 2 kitties.

Yay!

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Kitty with the cone

So I have officially started catsitting my future cat, Pumpkin. We drove back home from Delaware this weekend, him all curled up and napping in my lap while I sang him country music. He was/is my little sister's cat, but she moved back in with my parents and they did not appreciate the cuteness of the kitten since he terrorized the old cat, Raindrop.

(Okay, so Pumpkin might have enjoyed putting Raindrop into a headlock and attempting to bite her head off, but it was all in good fun. He's only a kitten! And she was tormenting him (she's 9yo) by waving her tail in his face. What's a kitten to do!)

But I digress. So I am temporarily housing Pumpkin for a couple weeks, to give Raindrop a hiatus, and to entertain myself.

But all I have learned so far (2 days and counting) is that ... I think I'm going to be a horrible mother.

And not just a horrible mother, but a neurotic, obsessed, I can't believe I'm still at work because what if something happened to him today and I've been working, kind of mother.

See, Pumpkin will no longer a man and also (thanks Dad) got a microchip implanted in him, so as my sister explained, if we dropped him in the Alps, they could find him via satellite. As a result of all this surgery, Pumpkin has a cone on his head. For the past 10 days, he has been called Coney, Conehead, Helmet and any other variation of oh-my-goodness-you-look-ridiculous. Because he does.

And as soon as I get a hold of a digital camera, I will have the pictures to prove it.

I'll share some more stories tomorrow, but tonight is technically "take off the cone night."

And I'm petrified that he will rip out his stitches and bleed to death if I do not watch him every second. And I have to do laundry tonight .... in the basement of my apartment building!!!!!

The cone is definitely going back on before I step out of the apartment.

Maybe even if I have to go to the bathroom.