Weathering the emotional storm . . .

I'm suffering a little from the fact that I haven't had proper holidays this year. Because I don't work a full-time load, I have a 3-day weekend every week, but I also don't build up holidays as quickly. And I've been off sick a lot this year, more than I had sick days for, so that's eaten in to my annual leave. I took a week in September and a very long weekend around ANZAC Day, but otherwise I haven't had a decent stretch of time off. I've currently got two days' leave available, and by Christmas I'll have earned a third day. That may mean I can stretch the Christmas public holiday period out to a 12-day holiday, but it still doesn't feel like very much. And if I change jobs before Christmas - which could happen - then I may not even be able to have that. It's all so complicated and I really need a decent rest :-/ Roll on my days as a teacher when I'll get regular holidays!

Nutty Cat

Jemima went nuts for a while yesterday, running around constantly and attacking everything, up to and including walls. J, in a moment of exasperation when we found the bath plug under her bed courtesy of Jemima, came out with the following:

"Jemima, you are a galloping, freaking, jumping, biting discombobulation!"

I rather liked it :-D

I must add - in the spirit of fairness - that Jemima gave me a fright nearly as good as J's, last night. I was lying quietly in bed reading, facing towards the edge of the bed, when Jemima jumped up *right* in front of my face. I shrieked in terror at the surprise, then had hysterics. My shriek wasn't as good as J's scream, though.

The funny thing was that my shriek settled Jemima down. She'd been manic up to that moment but after scaring the living daylights out of me, she went to sleep under my bed and I heard not a peep out of her until my alarm clock went off this morning! What's with that?

More Jemima

a distraction from thoughts about Daniel lol . . . a little bit of Jemima-ness. Asleep on Joneen's bed yesterday:



Playing with a new toy today, and going absolutely manic over it (some sounds, but only faint ones):



She gets more and more gorgeous all the time :-D

Ahh, books

J and I just unpacked all of the books that were in storage in Sydney. I have all my books back! There were some I'd forgotten I'd bought, too. We've put them on the bookshelf which was also in storage, down in the lounge room. It's great :-D

Jemima again

Two more pictures of my pretty kitty :-D

Oh, I forgot . . .

J insisted that Jemima had to have a middle name, because you can't tell someone off properly unless you can say "FIRSTNAME! MIDDLE NAME! SURNAME!". She's now Jemima Felicity Mysurname. Jemima means "dove" (appropriate as she's dove-grey) and Felicity means "happiness". A very auspicious name if I do say so myself ;-D

*Cries with laughter*

The funniest thing just happened . . . I'm still gasping with laughter.

J is in her room studying, and before this event she was very tense and worried about tomorrow morning's exam. Because she was concentrating hard, she didn't notice that Jemima had wandered into her room . . . until Jemmy-cat suddenly clawed her leg.

J gave the primal scream to end all primal screams - I've never heard anything quite like it - and then collapsed into helpless hysterics which lasted at least five minutes. Of course she set me off too, so we both just stood there trying to laugh and cry at the same time.

She's a bit more relaxed now, after that adrenaline rush ;-D But, oh, I wish there had been some sort of recording equipment going at the time. The scream was just awesome. There's no way to express the terror J packed into that one short scream.

I love my cat.