Who is "me"?

Well, well, well! Shake my tail for me will ya!

I tell ya, some days it doesn't pay to go for a warm lap. I was just wanting a nice lap but oh no, everyone is too busy watching that hypnotic television. The something that involves a lot of screaming and bad voices that my pets love to watch.

I was just nudging their hands to get them to scratch me and let me on their laps!

Oh no, the claw-hand attacked me, little ol' pussycat. My pet was complaining I'm a spoiled, self-centred kitty!

Want to talk about self-centreness, well, I was watching how some people behaved towards each other. If you can't get there first, get out of the way as it's me, and me and more me. Kind of makes you wonder if they can see anyone else other than "me"

So who is "me"? From what I can figure out, a mythical being that lives in a special spherical world where everything revolves around them. If it's not revolving around them it's of no interest to "me"

It's funny to hear from the same "me" complain about how inconsiderate or aggressive a-hole someone else is. Gee do they ever look in that mirror? Oh don't answer that we already know they won't look there afterall it's not them, it's the other "me" person, never ever them.

If I could furrrrr on every person who has ever said those things and then go do exactly what they didn't like someone else doing.

Come on people, walk the talk or think of it this way, if you can't mean it, don't say it. If you never say it, it can never be said that you're a liar.

Happiness

I was listening to someone tell me how fleeting happiness is. I wasn't too sure what she meant by it.

I'm a pretty happy cat most of the times. It's fairly easy for me to be happy. Scratch under my chin and stroke my cheeks, I'm as happy as I can be.

In fact, I think the word I'm searching for is blissful.

I'm very well fed, scratch that belly, rub behind the ears, keep my claws trim so that I'm not stuck on my scratch post, warm laps(I have 2 !), comfy bed, good companionship, ESP for the litter box, treats-treats-treats and yummy chicken twice a week,
And many more that make me happy.

So why would someone say, happiness is fleeting?

Me and My Tail

That's me and my fav chew toy.

I can't help myself. I love my tail! It teases me so much I can't help but munch, crunch and mmmmm suck on that succulent tail! I have so much fun with my tail. It goes with me everywhere and always taunting me with that tip.

It brings me to a particular issue that I haven't gotten my mind or my tail around. Quite often when I'm watching the news, I don't understand why people do what they do. Like why people keep killing other people because they said the other people hurt them and they deserve to die but they keep killing people they don't know. Is it easier to kill someone you don't know or is it easier because they are the "enemy" to kill them even if they've never done anything to hurt you directly or indirectly.

You wonder if people ever get tired of the constant dying and the never ending fanatical chanting "you are wrong we are right" So who is right and who is wrong? Do they even care after awhile? What happen if it never ends because that's the way they want it or it's the only way, or there are no other options or no way out of the situation or it can never be or they all have to be dead?

It makes me think a lot as I don't know what it's like to live in an environmnet where there is no hope to get out of eating your own tail over and over again.

My succulent, furry delight torments me but it doesn't mean I have to eat it everyday and it is not the only option. Is it really that simple or am I missing something here?

Travelling Cat

Well, we just came back from a camping trip in the Okanagan, both the Canuck and American sides. It was an interesting contrast between two towns. Osoyoos, BC and Oroville, WA, both border towns that share the same geographic location and the same lake(Lake Osoyoos). The only thing dividing the two towns is a border but boy that border does change everything for each town.

Osoyoos is rolling in the good times with lots of constructions(condos, houses, townhouses, etc) due to the boom in wineries, orchards and it is now a great vacation destination for the weary city folks in Vancouver and Calgary. You want to get away from your wet dreary weather in the summer in these two cities, head for Osoyoos and the Okanagan.

Oroville, well, it doesn't look too good. It used to have a Safari park with wild animals, a Drive-in movie theatre and a small but interesting downtown. I would like to say positively the great camp ground is still there, it has even expanded the amount of campsites since my hubby was there last in 1980's. Molson City, ghost town, is a great little tourist site to visit nearby. Otherwise if you drive 40 miles south to Omak, there's a boom going on there but not in Oroville.

They tell me at the tourist info office that they would like to attract visitors to their little town just like Osoyoos but they want to flatten the tops of their mountains to allow for large housing. To be quite honest, it doesn't sound attractive.

I'm surprised that they don't try to copy what Osoyoos has done for itself and that is to promote fruit wines and to encourage vineyards to set up shop in their dusty valley. I'm not sure why Oroville hasn't done the same. It's a shame to see 5 minutes drive from the border that the people you share the lake with is prospering and you're struggling to keep down the number of "To Lease" signs. What about the young folks? What are they going to do? Just stare at the boom town across the border that was once similar to yours but now has all this hustle and bustle?

I don't know the answer but it makes me want to ask the people I've elected, what the heck are they doing behind closed doors?

Reality TV

I love watching Reality TV. It can be anything from "Who Wants to Marry a Millionaire" to "Caesars 24/7"

Some reality TV I won't watch like "Fear Factor" or "Amazing Race" I can't figure out why it doesn't capture my attention. I really like it when it deals with people really strong people. I hate watching squeaky people who can't believe that they are doing what they are doing. They know what they are doing as they signed up for it. No one put a gun to anyone's head to sign up for "Fear Factor" It's been on the air for a couple of seasons already so everyone knows what's involved. Even the people from the first season knew as the American show is based on the Japanese show and that show is even grosser than the American version.

I guess it's like soap operas. It's not very real, well soap operas storylines sometimes are pretty far-fetched, but it's happening to someone. Not necessarily someone that you know personally but pretty interesting watch what is happening to them. It sort of reminds me of that old thing I saw as a kid, neighbours talking about other neighbours but these people on the reality shows aren't neighbours and we know that some of it is "set-up".

But we can't help ourselves. We talk it about reality shows around the office instead of gossiping about neighbours.

I find it interesting one of my co-workers commented how much I knew about the neighbours and yet she's lived there for 17yrs and don't know much about the people she says hello to in the morning or when she's out with her dog.

Maybe we're so disconnected with the people in our immediate surroundings that we're finding that connection, real or othewise, with the reality t.v. shows?

Psycho babbling is what my husband says to me when I'm musing on these issues.

Well the shows are interesting and my new neighbours interest me, so I'm nosey?

Babies

I'm a woman in my mid-thirties. No children, just recently married, and no property of value to my name, unless you count the very small nest egg for retirement that I have growing.

My friends, family members, colleagues, acquaintances and nodding acquaintances(friends of friends)are either having babies or had a baby recently(last 2 yrs or less)

Well I've never been excited by the idea of having babies and only in the last 3 yrs have I felt that it would be a great thing to do. I met a man surprised me, he loves children, we got married, set up a joint bank accounts, and we both work for a living. We also have similar goals in life to start a family, to be happy in life, to have a pair of very cute-charming kitties, and to enjoy a lot of activities together. We don't own our own home but it's not a priority with us.

But...but.....but.......I'm starting to have doubts about motherhood :(

Watching people struggle with parenting is painful to say the least. Issues seem overwhelming: marriage, job, money, very young child(children), morals, ethics, culture, language, politics(life in general and people politics), environment, and war.

It's weird, I get married and contemplate having a family in the new millenium, something I couldn't see happening back in the 20th century, yet there seems to be even less hope that the human race won't self-destruct as that seems to be our fondest collective wish by burying our heads and arguing what is myth and reality.

I know we're not borned natural parents. Some people have a natural feel for other people be it they be little ones or adults, it makes it seem that they are natural parents but I'm sure they struggle sometimes with the parenting thing. I've been told it is the most scary thing and rewarding experience somehow I'm doubtful as watching people around me struggle and the worries. Oh the worries they have, it's overwhelming when you think of the world the children of the future will inherit.

At the same time I have hope for the future and the only way to know it will keep going is to have children.

Am I being cruel or selfish or both?

Musing on Nationhood

I live in a country of insecure younger siblings. We always seem to obsess, especially the media, on what some other country thinks of us and our affairs.

I can tell you most people in the world do not give sh*t what our country is doing or why we're doing it.

They only care if it's going to affect them in some way.

It's like we're always waiting for that approval from our older, much admired sibling. "Come on, look at me!" "Tell me that I'm right" "Tell me that we're Beautiful, desired and a great person" It's kind of funny and sad to see it.

It's weird how the media feeds this constant insecurity and when we do something that is not where older brother or sister would like us to do it, it's a "horrible" thing! I don't get it.

I believe we live in a great country and NO I don't need another's country approval or notice to feel the pride.

Standing proud is not the need for attention, it's just that, standing proud.