Bee'in' a bad little worker bee

I'm doing a very, very bad thing at the moment. I'm blogging from *gasp* work. But at the last minute I was asked to cover reception and since all my work is back at my desk and there is nothing else to do and I can alt-tab very quickly, I thought - what the heck. I'm here for two and a half hours with not a whole lot to do so why not be a totally bad worker bee.

So - I have taken procrastinaton to a whole 'nother level this time. I don't have a single thing ready yet and the taxi is picking me up at 2:00 am!! I still have to pack - I have to make a list of what to pack. I plugged in my cell phone before I left this morning but I'm not sure it's the right charger and half the time I don't remember how to turn it on anyway.

I don't even know what suitcase to bring!! Do I take the smaller one since it's only a weekend and I don't have to check it - or do I take the larger one that will have a lot of extra room for books. I think I'll go with larger. And by checking it in, I won't have to worry about bring anything other than my laptop on board with me.

One of the things I'm really hoping to do is get help sometime with downloading books onto the Kobo. From Chapters there is no problem but when it comes to other epubs it's a different story altogether! It's all in very small font and I can't make it any better. I've been forced to wear reading glasses. The only trouble is I keep losing reading glasses. I stopped at the dollar store on the way home last night and bought 3 extra pairs. At lunch when I pulled out the Kobo and started reading - I'm reading a non-Chapters book at the moment, sure enough, not a single pair of reading glasses was in my Big Checkered Purse. So I need to be able to change the font. Hopefully I have everything I need on the laptop already. I have Calibre, some kind of Adobe program, I'll have my Kobo along with the cord. Hopefully someone will take pity on me and help me with this dilemma.

I'm really looking forward to trying the Kobo out on the plane. For the first time in I don't know how long, one of the things I'm not pondering is what books to take!! I won't have any taking up space in my luggage! It's such an odd feeling. But on the Kobo I have historical, I have Westerns, I have paranormal, I have RS, I have contemporaries - You name it - I have it. Although I'd better remember reading glasses since some of them are other than Chapters books and I'll need them if I'm in the mood for a SciFi/Futuristic genre. Hopefully I can get so engrossed in a book during the 3 hour flight that gets me to Denver only an hour after I leave so I won't notice how squished I'm going to be in the middle aisle. I don't like the middle seats :-(

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And in other news, it seems Brent's cat is in heat. I hear the poor dear merworroroing from the basement. But my sweet dears must have some kind of feline sympathic thing going as even though his cat is quite loud in her horniness, my cats aren't tormenting her. So all is quiet between Man vs Destructo Cat at the moment. Destructo Cat has an appointment next Tuesday to go in the "The Operation" Hopefully it will have some effect on her and I can go back to calling her Cally - the Tortoise Shelled Cat.

In the ongoing battle

Between Cat and man, cat has scored a devastating blow to man.

Destructo managed to breach the plywood door defense mechanism that Brent has installed at the bottom of the stairs in order to separate his cat from the terror that is Destructo and her accomplice, Zina.


Destructo Cat got there first, whereupon a hissing match ensued. Destructo Cat was soon joined by Zina, normally the very definition of the phrase 'Scairdy Cat'. Normally Zina is the very definition of the word coward; running away from all who approach her, even including myself upon occasion, is fierce when it comes to the defense of her younger and much more courageous and foolhardy younger sister.

Brent, in his losing battle with Destructo Cat, after once again tossing Destructo through kitchen, went stomping back downstairs, in air quote Drama King air quote huff.

But Destructo Cat had a plan up her sleeve. In retaliation, she peed - quite heavily - on a shirt Brent had left on the bathroom floor. The shirt is now in the garbage. And me, I'm still a very amused witness to this ongoing battle between Cat and Man; having recognized quite some time ago that Destructo Cat cannot be defeated.

Destructo Cat trumps Brent

It's kind of a sad night

My son is coming over tomorrow to start dismantling my 'library'. I took a few pics as it will be a while before I see them like this again. I'm a bit torn. He's coming over first thing in the morning - he hopes around 8:00 am. And I don't normally see 8:00 am on a Saturday. I'm debating on whether to get up and help so I know where they all are, or to keep on sleeping. It is a Saturday after all. I'll see how I feel on the morrow. In the meantime, here are some of the pics I took - *sad sigh* And I already rescued a few from being packed away




You can see that some of them are a bit on the fuzzy side. My hands must be trembling at the thought of having to pack my preciouses away



Of course, I do still have my book cases upstairs....




(Here's my Guy of Gisbourne Action Figure - heh heh heh)




And while I'm doing pics, here are for now anyway, the other two life forms that share space with me, Zina and Destructo Cat

The little one below is Destructo Cat. I know!! You are probably wondering how such a cute little dear could possibly be so destructive. But right now she is hanging on the kitchen screen trying to get a bug that's buzzing outside the window

HEY!!!

GET DOWN!!!!

GET!!!

DOWN!!!

Day 7

And I'm back home!! I don't know how long this will be. You wouldn't believe how tired I am. I wanted to go to bed about 6:00 but I had to watch the repeat episodes that I missed of So You Think You Can Dance. And Carrie - you were right - there were some great dances. And how funny I thought it was, when Ryan who drove me home, came in for a while and told me who was out. My macho, rugby playing, buys his mama Heaving Bosoms for Mother's Day, youngest son apparently also watches SYTYCD. Who'd a thunk it? Dang but he's a good catch!

A few things before I go back to Day 7 in DC. I said Ryan drove me home from the air bus station. But it was a close thing actually. I noticed yesterday that my cell phone had died. And me - being me - didn't think to bring the charger. Now ordinarily this wouldn't have been a bad thing because as Wendy can testify, I really don't have the hang of it. So a dead cell phone isn't a problem. BUT in an effort to retain important information, I have to try not clog the brain with stuff I don't need to know - one of them being both my sons phone numbers since they are programed into the phone and I have them written down on the fridge.
When I called the air bus company when the plane arrived in Detroit, to let them know my plane had landed, I was told I was the only one taking it and the bus driver could pick me up 45 minutes early. This meant I'd get home 45 minutes early - in theory - and I was just aching to get home by this time. Going away is great - but so is getting home. There was a problem though. You guessed it - I didn't have access to Ryan's phone number on my cell phone because it was dead and I didn't have the recharger. AND he's not listed in the phone book since he doesn't have a land line - just his cell phone. So when we arrived at the bus station early, I didn't have a way to contact him to tell him I'd arrived - and I wanted to go home!! I thought about just taking a cab home, but was worried he'd show up early and I'd have left. Such was not the case. It was almost half an hour after I was supposed to arrive and still no Ryan. He finally showed up and asked why I didn't call him since he had told me to when the bus got in. I don't remember him telling me that. I told him my cell phone had died. He asked why I hadn't recharged it. I told him I forgot to bring the charger. He asked why I hadn't written his number down to take with me like he told me too. I didn't tell him I must not have been paying attention when he told me to do that either. I think he gets why I used to drive his Dad nuts sometimes.
So then he drove me home and stayed for a while. I didn't quite know how to tell him to go home - that I just wanted to get in my jammies and veg until SYTYCD came on.

And other news that happened while I was away. Apparently Destructo Cat has a new trick. She takes a running leap at the screen in the living room window and claaaawwws her way to the top of it and just kind of hangs there looking out the window. She showed me that trick tonight. I yelled. I was not impressed with her newest trick. I was talking to Brent, who was looking after the 'girls' and who called during SYTYCD, it was a short conversation held during the commercials and he said he'd caught her doing it a few times during the week. He said she was very cute but very destructive. And I replied that that was why her real name is Destructo Cat.

I very wisely took tomorrow off - anyone who is thinking of going to the RWA conference - this is a very smart thing to do - and was planning on sleeping in to noon and not getting dressed for the whooooole day, but I remembered half way through the week that Landscape Guy is starting tomorrow. *sigh* That means not only will I have to get dressed, I will probably have to get up around 8:30 as I left packing until pretty much the last minute before I left which left no time to clean house.

And I was planning on saying a lot more about the week - but I'm pretty much brain dead, even this little bit wiped me out, so I'll do it tomorrow - hopefully after I clean house and before Landscape Guy shows up. And I have something fun planned for tomorrow evening that I'll be posting soon too *g*. Not to mention my post of all things Nico for Julie - heh heh heh heh.

Oh - one more thing before I close - there is yet Another Crusader!! Author Michelle Styles has seen it too and is the latest addition to The Crusader List - and more on that too shortly! Anyway, my bed is calling me even louder then my spreadsheet, LibraryThing, Good Reads and Shelfari - and they are shouting pretty loud - so....

'til later