I don't know how to relax

As I was walking to the grocery store today I felt weird. For the past 3 years I haven't really been able to fully enjoy the weekends and supposed relaxation as there has always been something to worry about. Finding a job so I wouldn't be kicked out of US. Finding a job to have a job. Finding a job to have money. Finding a job to have a resemblance of a life. There was always job searching to be done, resumes to tweak, applications to write. Now that I could just relax and fully enjoy the possibility of doing nothing, or to enjoy the things I like to do, like catching up on my shows, or reading, I can't fully commit. Weird! i feel like there's something I should be doing or worrying about.

The job has been great! I am coordinating 3 active projects and 2 that have a month before they are finished. There are couple of projects in the works which are just waiting for a funding and if granted will start soon. I have been super busy and really thrown in the middle of some tricky and time sensitive situation but it's exactly what I wanted from a job; challenges and learning something new every day. I feel like I'm doing a pretty good job and I have learned to put aside my feeling of not wanting to sound stupid and ask the stupid questions and admit when I'm not following. No one has laughed at me yet. My co-workers are great, my department is great and everyone at the town hall has been really helpful. And on Monday I'm going to the weekly meeting of the department heads and Mayor to introduce myself and talk about what's going on with the projects.

So things are finally looking up. The bout of bad karma/luck that hindered me for few years seems to have passed. It's a new beginning, new year and all that jazz. Oh, and I'm coming out at my high school! Another Alive Library being organized in Forssa in April at my old high school and the students were asked to name books they'd like to borrow and lesbian was requested. I was contacted and after asking a day off from work I said yes. I might be over thinking my importance but like I've said before, I could have benefited from seeing a real life lesbian when I was that age. Hopefully, maybe, my being there will help someone. And if not, I still get to hang out with some cool people.

International women's day

Today's one of those days when lesbian etiquette would come in handy. As someone who appreciates women, am I also supposed to offer roses and chocolates etc to women? Am I supposed to still expect men to wish me happy women's day? Or is it just a day, like any other day, when you just go on being the fabulous woman you are? And then what if you are in a relationship? If you do something for your woman and she does something for you, it kind of turns into a Valentine's day, doesn't it? And if you are in a lesbian relationship, isn't every day really a women's day? And really, no matter gay, straight or questioning, isn't every day really a woman's day anyway?

Now that I think about it, this day was probably designed to make sure men would appreciate the wonderful women they have in their lives at least once a year. So...Happy international women's day ya'll!

February 29th

This day only comes along once in every 4 years and if you follow traditions, it's the only day when women proposing is acceptable. So in light of the day...Will you marry me?

Being a lesbian/in a lesbian relationship, this can be exceptionally tricky. What if you want to propose to your girlfriend? Do you go against the grain and propose when you're ready or do you wait for this day to come around? And what if you wait the 4 years and she says no?

And if she says no, and you are not a dress wearing lesbian, nor do you know how to make a dress, can you request something else, other than fabric for a new dress? Since times have changed, can you maybe expect an iPad or GPS, or some other technology for the rejection?

Someone needs to write an etiquette book for lesbians regarding this issue!

Kitten outing

I took the kittens outside to snow today. It was a sunny day and it was either getting the 3rd cat out of the sheets (getting the fur out of them before washing them) or taking the kittens outside and introducing them to snow and since cleaning is really not high on my favorite things to do, I decided that a little drive and walk was in order.

Getting the cats to the carrier was a little more difficult than usual since now DD especially associates the carrier with vet appointments but once I got them into it it was fine. Ybi helped me get them outside and he took Brooklyn's leash and I took DD's, since DD is a bit more shy than BK.



After we got back inside DD wanted to hide and this was her solution

Dunkin Donuts' super powers

Either the vaccination Dunkin Donuts received today was spiked with some pretty powerful stuff or she was implanted with some sort of kitten super power last week during her surgery because...

This was Dunkin Donuts last week after she woke up from her surgery



And this was her today



Seriously, mama's not happy! She broke one of my kitty figurines but more importantly, she can now get up all the way up high and I'm not sure how she'll get down! Plus now I have to move my breakables to another place! I can't have any nick nacks on display because soon they'll all be broken!

Way to over achieve DD!

Kittens and smells

Dunkin Donuts and Brooklyn don't like catnip. They can't even smell it, to my eternal disappointment. They don't react to it at all. But do you know what they do react to? My lotions and perfumes! To ALL of my good smelling lotions and perfumes. To the point where I can't even per them because they run the other way! This is Dunkin Donuts' "I don't like that smell"-face

She squints her eyes and backs away. Her "I smell food"-face is kind of similar but instead of backing away she follows me. Brooklyn doesn't really have this strong of a facial reactions so I don't have pictures of him doing this. I do, however, have pictures of him looking all pathetic and kitten-ly from Thursday night when he was nodding off next to the radiator.

And he usually looks so big and majestic!

The whole thing was so much more traumatic for me than it was for them. I'm still shaking when thinking about it. They are jumping as high up in the book shelf as they were before hand and running around in the apartment like there's no tomorrow. Thankfully that was it for surgeries. We're done now. And I don't have to worry about kittens. Phew!

Mug shots

Dunkin Donuts

 Sox

Sisterly semblance when drugged up!