Scared of something, Odin?

So the other day I was shampooing our carpets. Odin is scared of the vacuum so automatically ran to one of the back rooms. Well, I needed to take a break so I left the vacuum in the middle of the hallway. So about 10 minutes later I called Odin.... nothing. Odin, where are you? Nothing.. so I look down the hallway, and this is what I see........

Come here Odin, come here... it's ok Odi, come here....

Poor lil man.

Gidget

Isn't she adorable? This is Gidget, the newest addition to the Meyer household. She's another rescue from the humane society. Her "brother" Odin has finally warmed up to her and they play more and more every day. I guess I could say I know what it feels like to be a Mother (kind of). Every night I have to put them back to bed about 2 or 3 times. And every morning they come running in our room at 5:15am. Goodbye sleep!

Im still around

Well, we have finally settled in Bellingham. It stays pretty cool and rains a lot here. I will look forward to our trips to Texas for the heat. :) I'll be posting on the blog again with some funny stories.

Here's one funny story........ I start boot camp in 2 weeks to loose weight. This will be interesting. :)

He's One Cool Cat

Awww, doesn't he look precious and angelic? This white "lion" has had a hard life.

I first met Kitty while living in an apartment complex in Memphis. He was a scrawny little guy, with scratches and dirt clinging to him. He had been declawed and couldn't defend himself. Every time I saw him he was beaten up. I started to leave bowls of water by the door then cat food, then treats. One day I came home from work, unlocked my door and in he ran from the bushes! He stayed with me ever since. It's funny cause I have always been more of a dog person. I love all kinds of animals, but have always grown up with dogs.

Kitty took a long time to adjust to his new loving Mother. I was unaware that cats do not require or even want the attention we give to dogs. I remember one day I was sitting on the couch and had him in my arms. He started to struggle and tried to get away from me. As I was turning him around to put him down, he slapped me! It was an actual slapping sound! My friend was with me and almost peed her pants. I couldn't believe it! So for the next few months we would just walk by each other, say our hellos and keep our distance. Little by little he started showing more emotion. He would sleep cuddled by my legs at night or jump on my lap while I was watching tv. He has really come around. Now he lets me pick him up and hug him, give him kisses on his head. He kind of rolls his eyes and gives me a "hurry up and get this over with" look.

Little does Kitty know he saved me from depression. I was going through a lot at the time I found him. I am so happy my white lion came into my life. I hope he feels the same.

Trying to beat the camera up!

Nic, The Gardener

I'm officially a gardener! Ok, well, maybe not. But look at those beautiful flowers! So, I thought this would be soooo simple. How hard could it be to rake out the flower beds, but new mulch down and plant new flowers? Uhhh, now I totally understand why people hire gardeners. lol My entire body hurt for about 4 days afterwards. I could barely even walk! Thank goodness my little sister helped me out. If it weren't for her only half of the flower bed would have been complete. So there it is. My first gardening job. (Maybe my last!!) haha

Wordless Wednesday

To my Grandmother

I've just gotten off the telephone with my Grandmother who lives in Dallas. We have a special connection, she's like my second Mother. I call her about 2-3 times a week to catch up and let her know I'm thinking about her. She won't touch a computer so I have to fall back on the old fashioned tele-communications. lol

I learned how to cook from her. I remember when I was a little girl I would play with the pots and pans in her kitchen. She'd let me roll out the tortillas (even though I never got them round). Whenever I'd help her make dinner, she's always proudly tell everyone at the table "Nicolasa made dinner tonight". My Grandparents gave me that name when I was younger.. Nicolasa. It stuck and I love it even more since they called me that.

When I was younger they would take me to the VFW with them for parties. During this time I learned how to fold the American flag and joined the Juniors (an organization in the VFW for youngsters). I accompanied them quite often. This leads me to a funny recollection. I was BIG into wrestling back then... you remember the Von Erich's right? (ok, ok, make fun, but hey- I grew up with 4 Uncles!!) So I had a choice to go to Austin for the weekend with my Grandparents or go to a wrestling match. So I chose to go to the wrestling match!!! I don't really remember the match, but for some odd reason I remember my Grandmother giving me the decision. lol I also remember when she used to help me fix my hair and put it in pony tails. Awwww those were the days!

Funny the things you remember from your childhood. I love you Mema!