Posts tagged ‘Cats’

It’s a Perfect Day



Gray clouds, wet pavement outside; I sit on the couch with my usually chaotic and playful cat at rest, snoring away behind me. His tiny breath, being drawn in heavily with a whistle then gently exhaled out; he drapes across the back of the couch, like a big cat in a tree, one white paw touching my shoulder. Another beloved, a soft and aged, wise old fellow who has mastered sleep, is curled up in a nook of the cat tree that sits in the corner of this peaceful scene. His breath is rhythmic, a somnifacient meditation. I feel a deep, maternal tug at my heart, when I hear these sounds. Adding to my comforts, my late-morning breakfast still fills the house with the sweet smell of toasted coconut pancakes, as I sip chai and type away, an armchair-philosopher and -activist on this drizzly day, posting lengthy comments and responses across my friends’ Facebook pages.
I am content.

Sam Sleeping

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Momma Said There’d Be Days Like This


Photograph by Michael Reichmann*

There will be no cute, thoughtful, inspirational post today. This day was one filled with a doctor’s appointment, sad news about a beloved family dog,  rewriting my resume (yet again) in a few different formats for desired positions and trying to design a business/information card for Crazy Notebook and my photography.

Oh, let’s not forget to throw in a side effect from a new medication (which I am ceasing  to take, as of this evening) – ridiculous amounts of coughing – morning, noon and night. This has gone on for three months and I have had enough. I guess I was hoping it would go away, but I am silly like that. The cough keeps me awake at night and is exhausting. Sigh… Randomly, I will sound like I have consumption or whooping cough, which is not attractive when it activates while in the grocery store queue, socializing, or interviewing for a job. (The LOOKS people give me, you would think I had the plague.) Add to this the mercury climbing, my husband is trying to quit smoking (Yay!) and you have one grumpy, moody, tired, frustrated ME.

Yes, I know this is not the worst of my days…there are some stories I could tell you…whew, but this is just one of those days. You KNOW those days, I am sure you do. We all are allowed to have them and not have people expect us to be Li’l Miss Mary Sunshine. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. If they do, shoot them a dirty look and feel righteous about it.

I thank you for your patience. Pity Party at my place, neither hors d’oeuvres nor libations will be served.

So, I will just work on editing some more pictures – I almost forgot to edit a bunch I snapped last month – maybe play some online mahjong or catch up on my Mad Men episodes. The cats, Sam(Seamus) and Pandora are curled up with me on the bed, as I type; the fans are oscillating and I make no apologies for being lax in posting something positive and bright today. Well, I will leave you with a cool, old movie poster:

Tumbleweed Trail

*Michael Riechmann