One good thing about being offline is that I’ve had a lot of time to think about things I want to change about my blog and things that are working. One thing that’s gotta change is the layout. That magazine style thing is great…except it’s a giant pain in my ass. So, that’s going. It’s back to blog basics for me, kids. I hope you don’t mind.
Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, I’m going to spend some time discussing our recent move. This will likely be a series of posts, so bear with me. Your patience will be rewarded. (For those of you who are relatively new to this blog, I have an unholy love for Alton Brown. Really, it’s an illness.)
I won’t bore you with the details of the trip with the kids. It was an uneventful flight with an uneventful ride home. These are both great things, but nothing about which you’d want to read. No, srsly. Totally boring stuff. Not even one good “a baby was crying the whole flight” story. Good, but boooooring.
Bill, however, had a fun trip in the car with our dog and one of our cats. Yes, just ONE of our cats. Lou didn’t make it out here. Now before anyone gets upset, the last anyone saw of Lou, she was alive and kicking…literally. But before she bolted, she left her mark. Again – literally.
Bill was trying to crate her up for the trip, and Lou was having NONE of this. Bill said she looked exactly like a cartoon cat with her paws out to block him from putting her in…she stopped looking cartoon-y when she started fighting with him. She left bite marks and gouges in his arms. They looked pretty gnarly that first day, but I’ve been keeping an eye on them, and they’re healing just fine. But I digress.
At some point, Bill decides to give her a moment to rest before they go at it again. He’s also thinking he should maybe bandage his bleeding wrists before he gets more blood on the wall. (Yes, on the wall.) So he puts her down. Lou promptly pees, poops and passes out. Bill is convinced the stress has caused her to have a heart attack. He can’t see her breathing or anything. He believes he has killed his cat.
So, doing what any normal person does when they’ve killed their favorite feline, he goes off to gather up the rest of the stuff that needs to be loaded, figuring he’ll take care of the kitty carcass when the car’s all loaded up. Crazy sentimentalist that he is.
As he opens the door to carry out some plants, Lou gets up and bolts. Bill said all he saw was a flying ball of fur and then nothing. He went outside and looked for her and called for her, of course, but she was having no part of what this crazy bastard was offering. And so, she got left behind. We will miss you, Lou, you crazy bulimicat.
Tomorrow’s Adventure in Moving? “Who NOT to Hire to Clean Your House (or Why That Bitch Nicole Owes Us $125)”.
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1 Jean // Jun 5, 2008 at 6:17 pm
I’m so sorry you lost Lou but glad the rest of you are safely there. As for the blog, I can’t even imagine how much work the magazine style layout took. Your style is still your own and that’s what we come for, to read about you and what you have to say.
2 d // Jun 6, 2008 at 8:47 am
I feel bad about Lou kitty. Hopefully someone will find her and take her in.
I’m glad to see you’re online (kinda online anyway). I missed reading your blog and I miss you. I know that sounds silly because you never lived near me anyway, but I miss you.
3 Missy // Jun 6, 2008 at 12:16 pm
Awww pour Lou! She wanted no part of moving dude. Hopefully a family will take her in and love her as much as you guys did.
Also, can not wait to hear the Nicole story!!!! It sounds like a doozey dude.
4 Melanie // Jun 6, 2008 at 1:44 pm
Poor Lou! And poor Bill! I can’t wait to read about Bitch Nicole.
5 Lindsey // Jun 6, 2008 at 3:47 pm
I’m glad you’re changing your layout, because honestly, my pea-sized brain couldn’t handle the other layout. Also, I watch Iron Chef purely for Alton’s comments. Plus, he taught me that mushrooms don’t absorb water like everyone thinks they do, so you CAN wash them under the faucet. Now I smirk when that irritating Giada says she washes her mushrooms with a washcloth so that they don’t get waterlogged. Ha! (I actually shouted that at the TV. Too invested, ya think?)
6 Deb // Jun 6, 2008 at 4:07 pm
Maybe Lou will reenact Homeward Bound and find her way back to you in your new home. Or not.
Also, I do much prefer this layout…it’s easier for me to see what’s new and to read all your recent posts on one page.
Deb
7 myra // Jun 6, 2008 at 6:18 pm
too bad about lou. love this lo on your blog. it’s really easy to follow and looks great.
good luck on getting settled in. i’ve missed your posts!
8 Noel // Jun 6, 2008 at 7:45 pm
Yay, you’re back! Sorry about Lou. :/ Yay for a quiet trip.
9 Steph // Jun 7, 2008 at 3:42 pm
Jean - Thanks.
D - I’m sure she’ll be okay. And I’m back…sort of. It’ll be better when we get our own place.
Missy - Monday. The Nicole story will get told Monday. It’s going to take me ’til then to catch up on blogs, FFS.
Melanie - Is it bad that I laughed about her playing possum? Probably so, huh?
Lindsey - I will not judge that since I might have done EXACTLY THE SAME THING whilst watching Giada DeLargeheadis.
Deb - I kind of missed good ol’ Cutline. When I get a good night’s sleep, I’ll play around with it, but for now, it’s great.
Myra - Thank you! I’ve missed reading all y’all!
Noel - Thanks. :)
10 Jane // Jun 7, 2008 at 8:41 pm
Missy can just comment for me from now on. (Kidding, I’ll totally still comment!)
11 Steph // Jun 7, 2008 at 9:06 pm
Jane - I hope so, but I get it since Missy has long held an “I can speak for Steph” card.
12 matteroffactmommy // Jun 10, 2008 at 10:36 am
while i am sorry for your loss, i must say that this story just reinforces my hate for cats. :)
13 Steph // Jun 10, 2008 at 8:43 pm
MoFM - But Lou was kind of special…and by special, I mean ‘needed kitty Thorazine’. Definitely not typical of cats. LOL.