Sunday, August 25, 2013

Here Kitty Kitty!!

Last Friday, my sister and I rescued an abandoned kitten. After asking around the neighborhood if anyone knew who she belonged to, we realized she was an orphan. My sister, who was visiting from Wisconsin at the time, has a lot of experience taming cats and kittens (strays, ferrels, etc) so we put the kitten with bedding, food and litter in my bathroom and 2 days later she was tame and loving us. I began calling her Pumpkin, as the bottom of her water dish said “Little Pumpkin”.

A few days later, we moved her to our spare room where it was more comfortable. She played, purred and was very happy. I slept in the spare room with her for a few days and I did not get a lot of sleep. This little one loved to play with my toes in the middle of the night, knock things off of my night stand and sleep on my chest right under my neck so I couldn't move. She also loved my eyelashes.  One night while I was reading in bed, she decided she needed to be involved too!

I fell in love and wanted to keep her. However, we have 2 grown male cats and 2 Border Collie dogs, not to mention I have slight allergies. Kittens are very high maintenance and get into a lot of mischief anyway, so I thought it best to find her a loving home.

And a loving home we did find. My friend and husband agreed to take her and give her a “forever home”. She came over on Saturday, a week later, to get her and I cried a lot throughout the day. I became very attached to Pumpkin but I know she is a wonderful home and I am very relieved about that.

Monday, August 12, 2013

Coffee ~ Wasn't Meant to Be


I love coffee. If you know me, you already know that fact. I grew up in a house where there was always a pot of coffee on. Always. Non-stop company at my gram's where I grew up therefore non-stop coffee brewing. I probably started drinking it when I was a teen. Who knows, maybe my mom slipped some in my sippy cup. I fell in love!

Recently, due to my GERD acting up, I have cut down on my coffee intake. Well, caffeine intake I should say. I have been drinking one cup of 1/2-n-1/2 (½ decaf, ½ caf) per day and a cup of just decaf per day (tragic but I'm dealing with it). At the end last week, I decided I could treat myself to a caffeinated coffee at Dunkin' Donuts, as my husband and I were doing a late night airport pickup and I knew I'd need my caffeine.

At D&D's, I ordered a small, hot coconut coffee...cream and sugar please. We got our order and drove off. I figured the girl would screw one of the 3 orders up (my husband, myself and a friend of ours) and sure enough, I took a sip of my coffee and nearly spit it out. It was coconut coffee for sure, and it was hot, and there was sugar in it.....but no cream. I can drink black coffee, no sugar, but do not give me sugar without cream.

I didn't drink the coffee, it was that bad. I decided to wait until we arrived at Syracuse Airport, anticipating a nice, hot cup of coffee from the little coffee shop on the 2nd floor near the gates.

Alas, we arrived at the airport, took the escalator to the 2nd floor, and.........NO COFFEE SHOP!! And no gates. They were renovating and moved the gates to the other end of the airport and took the coffee shop OUT. We walked the entire airport looking for that coffee shop but they hadn't put it back in anywhere.

I decided to try a vending machine coffee. I NEEDED CAFFEINE!! How bad could it be?


I paid $1.25 and chose the French Vanilla Latte. I watched the cup fall and watched as the machine “made” my latte. My friend made a comment that it looked like more milk than coffee and we wondered if any coffee was in the cup at all. I took a sip. I nearly spit it out. The first half of the cup was, indeed, milk.....and a little coffee and a LOT of sugar rested at the bottom.


No biggie. I'd go for a soda. I never drink soda anymore but this gal needed her caffeine. I put $2.25 in the machine (yes, $2.25..that is a LOT for a stinking soda) and as I put my last dime in the slot, it got stuck. I cried out “Noooooooooooooooo” and banged on the machine, getting a nasty look from the nearby janitor, and stared at the dime willing it to go down! I hit the machine once more and down the dime went. Phew!! Then I hit the button for the soda of my choice. Nothing happened. Are you kidding me!! I banged on the button and my soda finally came out.

I chose Root Beer. I don't believe there is caffeine in Root Beer.

I guess it wasn't meant to be.