Best Friends

The sisters are getting along very well.  There was only about 3 days of growling before chasing gave way to playful wrestlingand sleeping together. I did decide to change the kittens name to Domino in keeping with the Bond theme.

Meet the Baroness Liat

Meet The Baroness Liat.  Born on September 5, 2011, the Baroness is a direct sister to the Viscountess von Vesper.  Born of championship stock, the royal bloodline is pure.  Daughter of Queen Molly and King Tut II, both the Baroness and the Viscountess carry themselves with the highest royalty.

HRH Liat will come home the weekend after Thanksgiving to meet here sister for the first time in their new palace in the kingdom of Dover.

Latest on the Vicountess

I had a nice visit with her today.  She slept most of the visit but came out to play in the second half.  Her tail is getting some color.  The mark on her forehead is a battle scar from roughhousing with her siblings.

Viscountess Von Vesper

For all those who do not know I will be soon adopting a Siamese kitten. Here she is; The Viscountess Von Vesper.  A fantastic cat.

BIG and TALL

I would like to take a moment and convey to all you "normal sized" people out there, that this is something you should not take for granted. 

Everyone tells me that they wish they were my size; oh the advantages.  The things they could reach.  The strength they would posses.  The time they would spend in the gym.

Not to complain but in a contrasting view there are indeed some disadvantages.  Bumping your head on things; movie theaters are interesting (thank God for the handicap seats); or being comfortable in any mode of transportation public or private.

Today's gripe is the result of coming up empty while searching for a new jacket.  Having been an above average size for many years now I am accustom to having to seek out the big and tall sections.  With normal sizes ending in XL one would think that the Big and Tall section would include something other than XXL.  One mall, two stores and an outlet center produced only one garment brandishing the 3X size.

I guess there is no choice but to shop on line and roll the dice when it comes to the perfect fit.

Extraction

Well, it had to happen sooner or later. As many of you may know I had to have my 3rd molars removed last Tuesday.  Although the process its self was painless the recovery is, of course, less than enjoyable.  The drugs have gone a long way at easing the pain but I am trying to wean myself off of them.  I go fo a follow-up next Tuesday to see how the sockets are healing.  I am hoping for no complications that would cause further recovery time.  Hopefully this mouth injury will be mostly behind me by the time March 1st rolls around.  For those of you who do not know I am going in for a surgery involving my urinary tract.  If my mouth is still in pain by then I may very well feel like the MIDDLE PIECE in the Human Centipede (where the healing pains are TWICE as intense).

New Year's at 37,000 feet.

 

 Well, if you ever sat back and tried to think of an interesting place to spend New Year's, how's this for an idea; high above the earth.  Although a series of unusual circumstances conspired to disrupt my travel plans this holiday season; it did result is a story I will be able to tell for years to come.  As you may have guessed, I rang in 2011 from a very unusual place; 37,000 feet above Wilmington, North Carolina.  True I would have rather have been with my friends or family, but if plans are to be foiled there are less interesting ways for this to happen.

Indeed the holiday blizzard of 2010 sent shock-waves through many a travel plan.  My personal expierence is this; original scheduled flight for December 27 - canceled; first available flight set for December 30 at 1:45pm - canceled; third flight scheduled for December 31 at 8:55pm - Delayed until 10:25pm thus making an arrival at Logan for 1:35am.  But it gets better.  With a 1:35 arrival time I missed the last bus out of Logan and I sit here blogging, watching the clock tick, waiting for the 5:15 bus out of Logan.  Logan is way to far and it is way too late to consider calling anyone (not that there is a sober sole at this particular time on this particular day).

Believe it or not I am not the slightest bit miffed about any of this.  I had a great vacation in Florida.  I got to see my parents and my brother.  I got to touch base with some fantastic friends that I had not seen in quite awhile.  As for the travel blues; I have done a pretty good job in recent years not getting angry over that which is out of my control.  Sometimes you just have to roll with the punches and smile.