Ah, Guiness Book of World Records? Over here!

I’d like to submit my kitty, Talia, for the category “Smartest Cat in the World”

Who, Me?
Who, Me?

Background: About a year and a half ago I bought an automatic pet feeder. Best thing ever! It gives her food every four hours,  just little bits at a time. So it manages her intake for controlling her weight, AND keeps her from waking me up in the wee hours of the morning. Brilliant! Earlier this year the spout broke off (it was cracked) and she figured out where the food comes from. She’d dig her little paws into the hole, drawing out the food. Finally, I got a new spout, and eventually a new unit altogether, when the motor in the old one stopped working. No more freebies! Or so I thought….

Mischeif maker
Mischief maker

Initial evidence: Since getting the new unit arrived, my baby hasn’t stopped trying to dig the food out, pawing at the spout, trying to fit her paws up into it. It’s really quite funny to watch. Then last week I come home and one of the side wings of the spouts has broken off (hard to explain, but it covers up the gap between where the spout starts and the main unit). It’s hard to believe it just broke off at random.  There must have been a flaw in the plastic, because I can’t believe she would have the strength to break it off.  So she was able to get a few pieces out at a time. No big deal.

Qualifying Incident: Last night her 10pm feeding goes off, but not much food is coming out. I look at the unit and the food isn’t evenly spread out. A funnel effect has occurred. I shake it to smooth it out, and at the same time, some food drops out into her dish. Tally is ecstatic. I go to bed, she comes with me, and all is well. Just before 4:30, I wake up and go to the washroom. She hopped down and went downstairs. I get back and bed and am just about back asleep when I hear this thumping noise, followed by a rattle sound. Four times this happens, and then it came to me! She’s shaking the feeder to get the food out! She figured out, by watching me, that if she jiggles the feeder, she’ll get her reward. I was shocked. Seriously shocked. Is this normal feline behavior? I know cats are smart, but come on! That’s just genius. I didn’t see exactly what she was doing do shake it, but guaranteed I’ll be trying to get video of it.

So there you have it. The smartest cat ever. On the one hand, I’m a proud mama. On the other, I’m not quite sure what this will do to her waistline….or to my sleep. The thumping was quite loud.

Sleeping beauty. Can't stay mad at her for long!
Sleeping beauty. Can't stay mad at her for long!
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On Hiatus

That’s the best phrase I can think of for what’s happening with R. We’re neither progressing nor stopping. Though we could have stopped and I just don’t know it yet, because he hasn’t said he’s not interested anymore. He’s busy this week, away next week and essentially said the timing is bad, can we catch up when he’s back. Le Sigh. Part of me says ‘that’s it’, part of me says ‘well, maybe there’s still a chance’….Maybe I’m delusional, but I’ve lived my entire live with hope and I’m not about to give up now.

I’m proud though, my response was a very normal ‘too bad, happy to catch up when you’re back, have a safe trip’. I was SO tempted to just come right out and ask him if he still wants to see me. Just be honest, I wanted to say. But no. I don’t want to be the girl who goes a little crazy and overanalyzes (though you and I both know I totally am! But he’s doesn’t have to know that).

I’m going to take it easy the next week or so, and then get back on the dating horse. On the road again….

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Dating is not for the feint of heart

My plans with R fell through Saturday night. A combination of weather and him wanting to finish up the renos he’s working on. Which was fine, I understood, but it catapulted me into analysis mode, questioning things, wondering about motives behind the cancellation etc. I may be making trouble where there is none. He is a guy, after all, and guys are practical and want to make the best use of their time. And R likes to be busy. I know this about him. So for him, it made sense to continue with what he was doing. But I, being a girl, would consider that any time spent together, regardless of what we do or how long we do it for, is a good thing. My friend pointed out that for us it’s ‘Quality, not quantity’.

So, frustrated and confused, I considered my options. We’ve been seeing each other a month. We’ve had good dates that have progressed, not stagnated, which is a good sign. I didn’t want to go all crazy and demand to know what our future is, to define what we are. But I did want to up the ante a bit and put my cards on the table. I sent him a text essentially saying that I like him, and that I want to keep seeing him and getting to know him. That’s it. No, “I hope you feel the same way”. No expectation of a future. I just wanted him to know where I stand. Either he responds favourably, or he doesn’t. If he does respond in a positive way, then I’ll be less anxious in between dates and won’t analyze as much. And if he responds negatively, then it’s better that I know so I can stop being stressed over it.

So far I haven’t heard back from him, but considering his record, I don’t necessarily think this is a bad thing. I’m really hoping that he’s just waiting for a free moment so he can respond earnestly. That’s all I can do, continue to hope.

In the meantime, I’m beginning to wonder if all the advice columns and books etc. for dating and relationships are actually detrimental to successfully being with someone. For the past few years, since the publication of He’s Just Not That Into You, we’ve essentially been trained to analyze the actions and reactions of the men we’re seeing to see if they’re really interested in us. Doesn’t call you back right away? He’s not into you. Doesn’t hold your hand? He’s not into you. The cycle continues. How many lost opportunities have there been because women see these as negative signs and immediately dismiss him? What if there are logical reasons (at least in his mind) for why he doesn’t call back ASAP, or why he doesn’t like hand holding (sweaty palms come to mind)?

I’m determined to see this out, to try my best to make things work. And if they don’t, that’s ok, but at least I know I won’t have given up. In some ways I lump his actions in with all men, but I’m also accepting that he’s his own person. I don’t always act like the norm, why should I expect him to?

As usual, I’ll keep you posted!

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Before It’s Time

Confessions of a Sneaky Organic CookI was at my parents for dinner the other night, and my mom brought out this book she had found amongst their collection to show my dad. “Confessions of a Sneaky Organic Cook” by Jane Kinderlehrer, c.1971. Absolutely hilarious! If this woman had written this book in the last 10 years, she probably would have made a fortune.

She discusses everything the food and nutrition gurus have been spouting about for years. Avoid bleached white flour, refined sugar, refined salt, fats that are solid at room temperature etc. Eat nuts and seeds, soy and whole wheat flour, raw sugar etc. She talks about sprouting, a very popular technique in vegetarian and vegan diets. Eating well, she says, can change your disposition, sex life, and overall mental and physical health. She even goes into childhood obesity, which as we all know, has become a serious issue over the past few years.

And she tells you how to make healthy changes without letting your family know it’s happening. It’s written in a humourous way, with little bits of trivia and information and how our bodies work along the way. My one criticism: I’m not really a fan of her rhapsody on eating organ meats (kidneys, hearts and brains). I do enjoy chicken hearts, but I only eat them once every few years, and usually while I’m in Newfoundland. Otherwise, I avoid organ meats entirely, and have been part-time vegetarian for the past year, only eating meat when I”m not at home (with the exception of salmon).

I just find it fascinating that this was something people were concerned about almost 40 years ago. We all, or at least I do, think of the food revolution of the 21st century as a recent phenomenon. That eating healthy and organic has just become ‘chic’. But apparently it’s been happening for a long time. Kind of interesting to think about.

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A Haiku

Espresso machine, you died

And so you were fixed.

Oh happy day, you return.

http://www.saeco-usa.com/en/products/professional-machines/3/automatic/0/royal-coffee-bar/25/royal-coffee-bar.html
http://www.saeco-usa.com/en/products/professional-machines/3/automatic/0/royal-coffee-bar/25/royal-coffee-bar.html

The End.

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Something is afoot…

There is trouble brewing in my head. And I don’t mean crazy thoughts about doing something rash. I can feel the pressure in my sinuses increasing from the normal tap (I’m my parent’s daughter, for sure) to a steady bass drum. Bad news! Here’s hoping the cold fx and vitamins I’m taking will ward off any nasty illness because:

  1. I have no sick days left.
  2. I have a date tomorrow night and I don’t want to be off my game, all gross and blowy.

I’m determined to stay healthy! I will not get sick! I will not get sick!

Anyone have a tissue?

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The Waiting Game

…was that a movie? Oh, nope. That was the Crying Game. Luckily I haven’t been crying lately (aside from a few hormonally induced tears), but waiting? Lot’s of that happening. I’m not a good ‘waiter’. I get anxious and nervous and just generally blue waiting for things to happen. Lately, I’ve been waiting for a certain guy to get in touch to plan our next date. All my friends advise ‘it’s his turn to call you’, ‘don’t text him!’ or ‘he needs to learn to pursue you’.  But last night I caved. I couldn’t handle the waiting anymore! I texted him a quick ‘how’s your week going?’ and five minutes later he called! Voila. A gentle nudge produced the desired results. So we chatted and arranged to get together this Saturday for some Nuit Blanche activities. Perfect!

It’s not that I was worried he didn’t want to see me anymore. I’m 95% sure he does, based on things he’s said and actions that have taken place (won’t go into detail on those!).  And I know he’s been super busy lately doing some renovation projects for friends that are taking up all of his non-work time, so it’s not like he’s deliberately avoiding me (he fully admitted that it sucked that just as we were getting together he got so busy). I just don’t handle not knowing very well, which is hard in the dating world, because that’s pretty much what dating is; an unknown entity. And, knowing that he was so busy, I didn’t want to let too much time pass and let a great guy slip away. They’re too few and far between in my world! So I went with my instincts and made my move. It worked, and that’s all that matters.

Me mimicking art at a gallery on Queen West, Nuit Blanche 2007
Me mimicking art at a gallery on Queen West, Nuit Blanche 2007 (alcohol was involved)
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TV Catch Up

Eastwick – I found that it started off a little slow, but I quite enjoyed it once the characters were all introduced. I enjoy anything having to do with witches (Side-note: I used to think I had the force. I would like in bed and try and close the closet door or turn off the light switch…hasn’t worked yet, but I’ll keep trying). I love Rebecca Romijn, that she’s a normal looking woman, who has curves and isn’t afraid to show them off. We need more female role models like her. And Paul Gross….well. I really have no words. I’ve been a fan of his for eons, even went so far as to come downtown for Due South day, back in 1998(?) to see him. Love. I still have the poster of him I got that day. Hot then, hot now. Though a little short for Rebecca….

Glee – I didn’t enjoy the week before as much, but this episode was pretty good. Loved the dance montage by the football team to Beyonce’s Single Ladies. Really, I just love dance montages. The world would be a better place if we all just spontaneously came together in song and dance.

Fringe – I love this show, particularly because Joshua Jackson is the male lead, but though it is creepy, it normally doesn’t scare me. This episode managed to put a couple jolts in me though. The premise was this hybrid like creature who lived underground and could paralyze his victims and burry through the earth with them. Kind of Earth 2 (this TV show from the mid 90’s) meets Gollum. Gave me the willies.

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