Thank You. Here's my Nice List

Well, it's my first day off since Christmas. I can't wait to get out of 2008. 2007 was a cakewalk compared to this year.

Since everyone is basically going over who's been great and who hasn't on the news/magazines/talk shows, I've got my own list.

These have been compiled in random order, but you are not random in my heart.

Thank you Meg for constant support, funny cards, and great emails. Pisces never forget, and you are a beacon of light to us, the Fellowship of Misunderstood Fish. Many fins and happy swims to you!

Thank you Kjou for allowing me to rant, granting me hours-long convos about race, religion, stupidity, music, food, Obama, and the state of the stupidity around me. You will be blessed in many ways for your generosity and spirit. Your gift awaits, and Spice Curls soap is now sold out!

Thank you Roxlander for all the silliness, cut-outs, cartoons, wacky email jokes, and rambling messages as I move into the new year. It's going to get better. Keep the surprise scrapbook cutouts coming. I love 'em!

Thank you Mom for finally coming to your senses and realizing that this here child of your's has finally grown past the age of four. While I will still let you buy me froggy, dog, and kitty pajamas, I've got a real set of problems that keeps on growing. Let's stem that growth and make 2009 a year of gain, not loss.

Thank you Bootsy for taking my late-night phone calls, supplying me with Metrocards and telling me the real deal when I know that I'm surrounded with some talented liars and your basic set of used-car salesman parading as people in power. I'm grateful that out of the dust we found each other. Here's to brushing it all off and shining bright, both of us feeling new and polished.

Thank you Biz and Maroon for making my days better at LUSH, not only for giving me the job, but a place that I've come to know and love. Let the sorority sisters be damned! Bring that Xfiles playlist back in, it was really great.

Thank you St. Vincent de Paul and Bay Ridge Life Center for giving me food, filling my cabinets, and allowing me $25 to buy milk and bread since this wonderful city of mine cut me off from necessary services. You are literally keeping me alive. I never knew it was this bad until I saw other people my age and a bit older going through the same thing.

Please, universe, if you are listening, zap that karma back down to the powers that screwed this all up. Take away the greed, the selfishness, and the deregulation that caused this mess and bring us all jobs and a way to survive happily again, not just hand to mouth.

Sixteen Candles...

Dexter turned 16 yesterday. I can't believe I've had this cat this long. He's lost a bit of weight, he's lost his little teeth and he moves slower, but he's still my Boo.

As for me, I'm in full Christmas rush-mode at LUSH. I think if people wake up and realize there's only five days left? They might actually get up and shop. It is tiring, however. I'm working straight thru this week with no days off until Christmas.
No time to see the lights or even enjoy the snow. I get the weird feeling this is going to be my life for a while.

Please pray, kiddies, that I find a full time job where I can sit for a few hours each day.

And thanks, Meg, for that card. You're feeding my kitties for the next 2 weeks! I'm eating peanut butter and jelly and they're eating turkey, chicken, and duck entrees from Fancy Feast.

ciao and meow.....

Bumbles bounce....back!

What can I say? All is well. Sort of. My credit cards may sue me soon, but my Mac is up and running, some bills got paid, and LUSH is giving me 35-40 hours for the next three weeks. Saves me from having to find another part time spot.

I chose to forego a Charlie Brown tree, and instead put up my trusty tabletop. I also decorated my door. At 1 in the morning. With carols blasting from my tv set (it plays cds) since my other cd player died. Thanks, JVC!

Full fibro attack today, though--we went from 17 degrees on Monday to 63????? today. WTF?

I've also started taking photos from the neighborhood regarding the Christmas lights. They went up pretty early this year, another sign that people just want to get the hell out of 2008. Here's a sampler.



Yes, they're Italian. How'd you guess? Con Ed sends Dyker Heights a case of champagne every year. Carbon footprints be damned!

More pics later this week, so stay tuned!

My New Best Friend

Yup, that's how broke I am. Mom's golf cart died, so it's off to fixing. I'm down to $15 on my METROCARD, no cash. I get paid next week. Christmas is not looking good. But the big jar of Skippy? It's keeping me alive. I have rice, soup, cat food. My fuzzers will NOT starve even if I have to eat peanut butter. Hey, it's protein. It's fun. I have saltine crackers. I will survive.

My cable and whatnot is being turned on next week, my computer should be up and running, and I can list my ebay stuff from home to my heart's content. I will survive!

Roxlander and Kjou, I'm ok. I just panicked because I had no turkey this year, I had a burger.

This is not a recession, this is a depression. At least the idiots at Ford are taking a $1 salary. That's truly...and I mean TRULY...more money than I have in my wallet right now.

Sigh....