Being a teacher, I get two weeks off for Christmas winter solstice. I’m not sure why they like the solstices so much around here, but I get two MONTHS off for the summer solstice, so there’s some solstice love going on. (Equinoxes? Not so much.)
Anyway, when left in my natural state (meaning, when I don’t have to work), I pretty much do as little as possible. For instance, I stay up late and sleep in, shower as infrequently as possible, and forget to eat.
I have had a cup of coffee today, and that is only because my husband made enough coffee to share this morning. I have not eaten anything, despite feeling hungry and wishing I was eating something. I am too lazy.
So I guess you can blame Allie Brosh for making me think I am entertaining enough to create a blog that people will read.
And you can blame our pagan, solstice-loving society for giving me time off so that I can write about a billion posts every day. For about two weeks. Then I won’t write anything, because I will be busy teaching and stuff. Sorry. (Or: You’re welcome.)
If you haven’t figured it out by now, I like cats. We own four of them. I laugh hysterically at I can has Cheezburger, we own two copies of the Bad Cat Book, and I treat my occasional depression with videos of cats being funny on the internet. I also like dogs a lot, but let’s be honest – cats are funnier.
Next, there’s Winston. His videos are posted by richfofo on YouTube. I wasn’t sure which of them to post here, at first, so here’s the first one I saw:
Winston is adorable.
And, while this isn’t a video of a real cat, I very much enjoy the cartoon series Simon’s Cat. Simon’s cat reminds me of another of our cats, Goblin. I don’t need to post a video of Goblin, because this is pretty much what it would look like:
I’m sure you can find more funny videos on your own. Or maybe you hate cats, in which case I have no idea why you’re still reading. I do write about other things, you know.
When I was a kid, I wanted to be famous. I couldn’t decide whether I was going to be a movie star, a singer, or a dancer. That’s probably why I am not good at any of those things, now. When I got a little older, I wanted to be a secretary. My mother said I was too smart for that, so then I thought I’d become a veterinarian or an astronaut. (Because those things go together…) I later decided that if I was going to go school for that long, I might as well become a people doctor. On a whim, I figured I should be a pediatrician. Then I realized that going to college for the rest of my natural life did not sound fun, so I settled on teaching. Eventually, I ran out of time to change my mind, so that’s the career path I stuck with.
Teaching = telling people to be quiet all day.
This is pretty much how my brain works all the time. “Ooo, shiny!” pretty much runs my thoughts. It’s a wonder I get anything done at all, and it probably accounts for the fact that I have not become really fantastic at any one thing. In the time it took me to write the last paragraph-and-a-half, I have been distracted by: cats, the radio station, some lint on my shirt, and the fact that one of my keys is sticking. Honestly, I should probably be medicated.
Look, a goat! What was I saying?
What was I saying? Oh, right… my inability to focus. (Ha!) Anyway, my point is that I have many interests, and they are forever changing. There are some that I come back to often: photography, roller derby, and playing the violin are a few that have been rattling around in my head lately. I think I had originally intended to discuss one of them in depth in this post, but (as usual), I got a bit distracted and all over the place. That happens a lot, so I guess this is fair warning.