Read, watch TV, nap.

“Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence.” ~Alysha Speer~ MJM’s Diary of the Tired: Monday, March 15, 2021, 3:30 am – Gibbs the cat wakes me. The change in time may be at fault here, or he may be his usual self who believes he deserves kibble upon vocal and mischievous demands. Monday, 3:35 am – I used the water spray bottle. Gibbs settled down. Monday, 4:00 am – I am awake again, but not by the paws ofRead more

One-Liner Gibbs

Gibbs took his annual trip to the vet on Monday. He hates the carrier and car rides, so I imagined the thought from his handsome face as we drove home from the place of disrepute. “This is such bullshit.“ Gibbs is a healthy boy. He weighs the same as last year, 12.4 pounds. His color-changing left eye is functioning properly, but we keep watch of it. He had his rabies and distemper shots, and bloodwork was submitted to the labRead more

Acknowledging Abundance

“Acknowledging the good that you already have in your life is the foundation for all abundance.”― Eckhart Tolle I blogged about this before, but in case you missed it, I have been keeping a gratitude journal since May of 2019. I acknowledge three things to be grateful for every day, no matter how big or small or weird (rainbow and unicorn hope is a thing). Repetition is okay, especially if it’s near and dear to the heart, like summertime, bacon andRead more

Schooled by a Cat

“Laziness is the first step towards efficiency.” ~Patrick Bennett~ Gibbs has been schooling me on being lazy. On the advantages of sleeping and laying around. Doing what I want. Eating, watching TV, eating again, scrolling through social media, watching more TV. And not feeling guilty about it. He recently gave me a “B” for my efforts and said I had to work on a few things. Like not making the bed and taking more naps. I told him the bed-makingRead more

Whiskers, no Tail

When there is no time to write And posting seems a fail There is only one thing left to do Post photos of whiskers, but no tail I am a sleepy boy, I am Dreaming of mice and men Chasing a squawking hen Across a grassy glen To sleep, perchance to snore My rumblings to adore What else to live life for Maybe tuna, maybe more Two are sharing a bed of beige Acting like best friends When napping isRead more

Rump Roast

“Boredom: The desire for desires.” ~Leo Tolstoy~ Queen Ziva:  I’m bored. Jester Gibbs:  What do you want me to do about it? Queen Z: It’s your fault that I’m bored. J Gibbs: *huff* Queen Z: What’s that suppose to mean? J Gibbs: You’re as bad as the humans…blaming me for everything. Queen Z: That’s because you are to blame for everything. J Gibbs: *huff* Queen Z: Face it, you deserve the blame. You can’t control yourself. If there’s a doorRead more