Lately...

Feels weird, my blog has been on my mind...nagging for a post and I keep putting it off and before I've even realized, it's been over a year since my last. Craziness...

I'm back now and somewhat focused. The company I work for and my job has changed but this one is just as precarious as the last. I have a job now, will I have a job next month? The main difference is I liked my old job better, the people anyway. They aren't so bad here but everyone makes weird snap judgments about me instead of just letting me be me. I hear "oh, your one of those people" a lot. Gets to be pretty annoying after awhile.

Not to mention the fact that I am a tree hugging hippie with highly liberal sensibilities and a vegetarian diet surrounded by Right-Wing Conservative meat eaters who are constantly trying to "fix" me; morally, ethically, spiritually, mentally, physically and politically. It's really beginning to wear on me. I just let it roll off, can't let it get to me but the one day they caught me on a bad day and my red headed temper flared that's all they talk about. It's been months but the still bring it up and act like I'm touchy. *sigh* I just want a job I love surrounded by like minded people...but apparently that's to much to ask for.

Enough whining, lets get up to date.
All the animals are doing fine. No new additions. Little Peta bird received zinc poisoning from a bird toy made in china and has cost me a good bit but she is finished with her treatments and doing wonderful. Ilo's vocabulary is growing at an alarming rate; Emmett, Cotton and Veni are all doing wonderful and sharing a cage right now till I get the funds for bigger accommodations.

Sorry, this is a pretty boring post. If you made it this far I thank you. Only way to go from here is up!

Scary...

In the spirit of Halloween I've joined a gym. Doesn't comply with Halloween...not scary, you say? Well you've never whiteness my big butt on an elliptical machine have you? I finally found a 24-hour gym so I can go after work, which is usually midnight. After signing up and paying they gave me this cute little magnetic "key" which is how I get in the building after hours. It makes a pretty cool clacking sound on my car keys and helps remind me to go run.

Tonight would be my first night and I have to say if I'm by myself in the place I'll be a little put off. I've tried walking my neighbor hood at night after work but it's so dang creepy. That would be why I took a deep breath and found a gym. I used to run all the time, I miss it and I miss the way I used to feel. 

All Sorts of Craziness

The weekend is coming to quickly! (never thought I would say that) 

Saturday is the Boo & Brew and I'm not finished with our costumes. Mine is almost complete, Bunny's is almost complete but I haven't even cut out the pieces for Fox. they don't take long to put together but It's going to be a couple of long nights. 

I would probably be farther along but I've been playing around and procrastinating. About a month ago I went to amazon.com and bought a whole big bunch of vegan cookbooks and since they arrived I've just been worthless. All I can do is get up and flip through until I find what I want to fix, I truly forgot how much fun cooking is. Now, though, I'm slowly forgetting how much fun sewing is and my friends are going to kill me if their costumes are not done.

In other news, I think I may finally have found a new job but I won't hear anything for another week. There is a stray cat here at work that I'm trying to capture, have fixed and give a soft warm bed with good food. And, my littlest bird Peta is sick and quarantined. It kills me too, not only is she not feeling well but she now has to be separated from the others. She was bobbing her tail a little which is a sign of labored breathing so I had her checked out, turns out she has a slight respiratory infection and now has to be separated and take medicine regularly. She was fighting me pretty fierce at first but now I think she starting to realize she's feeling better.

I am Batman!

Since it is October and in the spirit of Halloween I implore you to please go to batworld.org and adopt a cute little devil-bird.

You don't actually get the bat, but you pick one to sponsor and make a donation so this absolutely wonderful place can continue is awesome work.

My favorite is Van Gough, and can I just say the kids who did it better hope they NEVER cross my path. Kudo's to the store owner for saving him and getting him to Bat World!!!

Even if you can't make a donation go check out their site, it's a really neat place chocked full of fun bat facts and they have cool stuff for sale too. 

Thank you and Happy Halloween!!!

Empty

Lately I've been cramming chocolate on chocolate Newman-O's and PETA approved fair trade chocolate down my gullet not to mention all the other "junk." The best part is, I've not gained weight. Since the beginning, a few weeks ago, I've lost 10 lbs. The past few days I've eaten way more than I should but still sticking to a vegan approved list and haven't  so much as gained a tenth of a pound back. All I have to do is get through this bottomless pit feeling and it's back to healthy weight loss city. 

Mac started the diet change on Monday. I talked to her last night and she's doing alright, she's not feeling well but thats nothing new so I'm waiting for the "feel good" to kick in and then maybe she'll get more enthused about giving up meat. Although, I've been having wonderful success proving to her that desserts with no egg and no dairy are still gooooood if not better than there horribly bad counter parts.

Pounding the Pavement

The company I work for has been bought out recently and no one really knows what is going to happen to us but were pretty sure that our jobs will go any week now. Which sucks cause I just got this flippin job, got comfortable and now I have to go out and start the job search all over again. It is SO not easy.

Well being the wonderful and skilled artist/graphic designer that I am I keep getting rejection letter after rejection letter. I'm starting to feel real bad about myself because no one wants me. Then low and behold I get an email from the local TV station. They want me, the really WANT ME! Well they really want me to fill out the application and bring it to the station with samples of my work, which I did today.

So I pull on my professional clothes and head down to the station. After parking the car, I adjust my shirt, square my shoulders and walk inside the building. The receptionist greets me, I return the greeting and hand her the envelope containing the goods. We exchange idle chit-chat for a moment then I bid her adieux, turn on my heal and push open the door which catches the rug and slams me face first. As I back away from the door I hear the receptionist say behind me "other door" I mumble thanks and head out the other door.

Yep, I think I'll get the job...

Absolutes and Recruits

Today I acquired a new recruit on my veganised gravy train. Mac, one of my best friends since high school and the most stubborn person I know, has recently been diagnosed as border-line type two diabetic. This is due to environment and eating habits. Type two diabetes can be reversed but it takes a tremendous amount of changes in eating habits, life style and all sorts of will power. That is if you go by the Dr. recommended reversal diet that is not even vegetarian. I've been nudging her with documentation about how a vegan diet is proven to reverse type two diabetes, she can eat all she wants with no horrible after effects (except maybe bad gas). 

Mac had decided to join me for her health and hopefully to shed a few unwanted pounds but she is already planting herself firmly in the "I'm absolutely not giving up X!" She still wants her cheese and yogurt, oh and anything with soy activates her gag reflex, literally we are talking Linda Blair syndrome. Which means I get to hear her bitch and complain and the whole time I'm thinking "but you want to reverse this shit right? then what's the flippin problem?!?" Mac has a very different thinking style than I do. I say no cheese tastes as good as fitting into my skinny jeans and no damn yogurt has ever tasted near as good as getting up in the morning feeling like a million bucks. 

I told her to finish the book, were still pressing forward and she can keep her dairy or we can gradually phase it out. She's not totally opposed to phasing it out but she wants her grilled cheese sandwiches and will not be denied damn it. She can get as mad as she wants and I'm still happy cause at least she won't be eating meat. WOOOOT!