A Cat By Any Other Name

      Still life with cats: the story of me

 

December 1, 2002

Not exactly scenic

Last week we went out and bought ourselves new bags for the laptops – bags with extra pockets for papers and all the paraphernalia we have to carry with us, and also with wheels. It wasn’t until yesterday, however, that we thought to check if the laptops actually *fit* in the bags. Oops. Back we […]

 

December 2, 2002

A little lack of direction

Since I am doing the training in my half of the county all by myself, this meant getting to the site at 7am sharp, and then spending the next hour dragging chairs and tables around, hacking open boxes, tossing binders onto desks, and - my personal favorite – crawling around on my hands and knees […]

 

December 3, 2002

My how time flies

It’s December. Yes, I know it’s been December already for three days now, but the point is, it’s still December. And December has taken me by surprise. How did it get to be December so soon? Wasn’t it just July a few days ago?
It’s not that I have anything against December. I like Decembers, for […]

 

December 4, 2002

It’s not an obsession until we start breathing fire

While we’re off flitting around California, training mollusk handlers, my mom is usually the one who gets stuck taking care of our cats (and picking up our mail, and collecting the dragons for Rosemary to carry all over the house once more. After our last big shopping spree at Toscano Online, she’s been noticing all […]

 

December 5, 2002

The little details that mean so much

I am used to hard water, since we’ve got it at home, and I’ve been drinking/bathing/washing in it for the better part of 13 years. So the taste of minerals in my water doesn’t bother me too much. But down here, where I’m training, they have a different sort of hard water. Our hard water […]

 

December 6, 2002

Home again, home again

When I woke up this morning, one line kept ringing through my head. Today we get to go home. Today we get to go home.
As we packed everything into the car and checked out of the hotel, I made an extra reservation for tonight, just in case things ran late, but even as I […]

 

December 7, 2002

Random Acts - Missing you

Random Acts of Journaling - December
What is something, or someone, you’ve misplaced and want to find again? Why?
When I was in high school, I was in the band. For this high school, there was really only one band, and we switched between marching and concert as the seasons progressed through the year. There […]

 

December 8, 2002

Tannenbaum

We got our tree this weekend. Normally I usually like to wait another week or so, at least until the days are in the double digits. But then again, normally we also leave our tree up until early to mid January. This year, however, it looks like we’ll be on the road pretty much the […]

 

December 9, 2002

Random Acts - No more to leave you than words

Random Acts of Journaling: November (I think. Yes, I’m a little behind for that month)
It is a pity that I have not more to leave you than words. But what is a life, after all, but a story, some fiction and some truth?
J. Nozipo Maraire, Zenzele: A Letter for my Daughter

My grandfather was very […]

 

December 10, 2002

Doing our part for the economy

When we do the training for the mollusk handlers, each person is given a binder to keep. It’s a very large binder, crammed full of extremely useful information all laid out in an easy-to-follow format. It’s big and heavy enough to also double as a door stop, or even as an impromptu weapon, because I […]