When I get sick I am a pretty big baby combine that with seasonal allergies and night time barfing and things have been fantastic!

Boooo last Friday I had to cancel therapy re: being sick, no girl time re: being sick and I had only been looking forward to that for WEEKS! Adam is sick as well so we’ve been passing this shit back and forth and at first I wasn’t snotty I just felt EXTRA balloon migraine head with MILD head cold, NOW I’m getting full head cold and snotty. YAY! I’ve been having really awesome night sweats as well and I haven’t been forgetting to take my crazy people tits and so therefore I can not pin point a reason other than being SICK.

In other news, The Greeper has a new place that she likes to sleep. Pretty exciting shit eh? I know, I thought so too until it turned out she’s serious and has taken over half the spot I sleep in. She has of course had other phases, other places she goes back to. The fashion box, the tent, I’m sure she will get bored of sleeping right below BUT almost ON my pillow soon.

Our camera is not back from being fixed yet so we had to buy a back up one. We couldn’t delay the monkeys any more due to lack of photos, but at the same time we HAVE to be able to take photos of our product. This issue of course led us into a discussion of other things that could happen to slow us down, when we are just about done with a lot of the start up necessities and can now work on picking up our production pace. I mentioned that there would come a time that we’d make a monkey, look at it, hate it or it would not meet our quality standards and we’d have to start over. Really, did I say that out loud? Because it happened the monkey after I said it! YAY! We have informed the buyer, I figure honesty is best, there is only two of us and both of us had a hand in it sucking so we’ve had to start over. Now we have a physically challenged monkey in our apartment, at least Dr. Vegas finally has a monkey that isn’t going anywhere to play with mostly because it is blind and can’t speak. Once that red thread goes on for the mouth the suckers don’t shut up. Banana this, poo in your face that.

My Dad is supposed to be dropping two boxes of stuff off to Adam and I on Saturday, some of my stuff, some stuff they are giving us, some stuff that has been in the family forever that I am taking because I’m the last member of our family and I don’t want it leaving the family till I die I guess. Small problem though, my Dad and I got into one of our infamous fights today. Oh how I love them. Always in regards to the exact same issue(s) hidden by topics seemingly cloaked in difference that spread years, weeks, months some just days - we some how manage to piss each other off regularly even when not in big fights. My mom is going to be all upset now and that’ll be my entire fault too, I’m sure. Super awesome, we both resort to behavior befitting that of two year olds and just generally spin in circles for a while. Fun times. We have worked hard on things as a family but my Dad and I, man we’ll just always scrap, sadly that is just how we are, we can’t seem to communicate in any sort of healthy way. Wonder how many more phases this move to Bali holds in store for us.

Just finished my fifth book of the year leaving me three behind my minimum quota for 2008, I will get off my ass and post on them soon. This year has been good so far aside from The Time Travelers Wife. EWWWW.

So I will go BULLETS on you.

• Every single time one of us sits at the computer Gus jumps straight onto a lap she has her head buried in my arm right now. She is the most adorably cute annoying cat in the world.

• Adam hurt himself at work and has been off here and there and so I’ve had to carry some heavy shit and;

1. it made me wonder how the hell I was ever as independent as I was
2. someone held the back door to the apartment building open for me, I made it all the way up the stairs to my floor and swung the door open so I could let it hit me in the back to go through but I didn’t move far enough over and the door knob NAILED me so hard that it happened on Monday and I still have pain shooting in a couple of directions and a massive LUMP.

• COMING SOON!!! HUGE and I mean HUGE MOOOOO-VIE post. While we make monkeys we watch movies, mostly movies we’ve seen or I watch them twice or vise versa, some will be old and some will be new movies. I feel that my one liner-ish reviews are generally better than if I go all out anyway.

• Speaking of movies, and forgive me as I’ll probably repeat some of this somewhere down the road but I FINALLY got my hands on a copy of Into the Wild BUT now I’m afraid to watch it, WHY? Because see, I read the book in April 2005 [NERD ALERT/reminder: I date all of my books when I finish them] I have also read most of Jon Krakauer’s other books. The book Into the Wild is a 199 pages, with epilogue 203. I had this funny feeling having just watched two movies of perfect length so I looked at Into the Wild and saw that it is 143 minutes. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I’m now convinced that Krakauer and Penn are conspiring against all of man kind, how the HECK does a 199 page book become a 143 minute movie? Krakauer wrote Into the Wild before he became known for being an arrogant thinks he knows it all, extremely repetitive journalist [NOT SAYING HE HASN’T BEEN THROUGH A LOT re: Everest] but seriously is half this fucking movie going to be Penn and Krakauer masturbating their egos and Krakauer getting us back for writing such a short book in comparison? I guess I’ll see once I watch it.

• Also coming soon a very personal review of Dry, Augusten Burroughs, [who has a new book out on April 29 YAY!] and I wasn’t planning on reviewing it at all but I have a few things to say about The Last Days of Socrates, Plato. Once I start talking about the damn Socrates I can’t shut up now, I feel similar to how I felt after I read 1984.

• OUR CAMERA IS BROKEN!!!!!! On one hand I feel really lame getting so upset over a materialistic possession but our camera is not just a play toy for us anymore we NEED it for our business so we are pretty stressed about it or rather I am, Adam doesn’t really stress much about anything in life. I have a couple tricks up my sleeve to hopefully get some photos of two monkeys that will be done this weekend and HOPEFULLY by the time the Jedi one is done THAT IS RIGHT A JEDI ONE, the camera will be fixed. I don’t pray but if you do please say a prayer for our new business. All start ups have glitches. We’ve officially hit a glitch.

• I finally had the pleasure of meeting Raul over the last weekend at Tanya’s housewarming party. I am like the last blogger in Vancouver to meet him I think. He was everything he has been talked up to be and more! I was the one at the party with the sippy cup. I had every intention of joining y’all at Every Third Tuesday this month because the Hamburgler [Monica Hamburg] was the speaker, I call her a friend, she doesn’t read my blog, that is cool man, but she is rad, I heard she did a great job, sorry I missed it, been taking care of my dear husband yo.

• We now have our FOURTH coffee pot in less than two years. The first one I broke in a tantrum of mass destruction, although I was not TRYING to break the coffee pot I just forcefully put it under the tap and knocked it into something. THEN Sarah and Jack bought us a rad coffee pot for a wedding gift [can’t find the post re: FUCKED archives] but even though we know at least four other couples/people who have that coffee pot and they ALL still have it ours broke!! WOOOOOOOOOOO! RIGHT after the warranty was done, probably the day after. I then bought a $24.99 twelve cup coffee pot, cheapest one I could find. Last week the heating plate went on it. Adam likes burnt coffee I blame him. SO I bought YET another coffee pot, and this one makes loud noises and I want to throw it out the window and I don’t have the box to take it back because I am a recycling freak and actually get excited about the amount of things I have to recycle and FUCK now I have to wait out this shit coffee pot, watch it last ten years, seriously.

Ps. Dr. Vegas is always a mentor to the Sock Monkeys, he always gives em’ some advice before they leave our infantry but this particular monkey the Dr. really took to. They had a pretty awesome jam session before he departed, Vegas has already shown off his guitar though so he took it off for the photo.

Random photo story time! PLUS you get the bonus of TWO videeeos!

Whenever I think she just CAN NOT GET ANY MORE CUTE-ER-ER she goes and falls asleep in the clean laundry with her head for serious resting ON the pillow like she USES a pillow human style.

While we are on Gus, did I mention she has her own TENT? Can you meow spoiled much. Send all fan mail to 1068 Purr Street please. Tent comes complete with hanging bell and fleece blanket that *she* prefers in her studio fashion box.

I took this photo and I really like it and I thought I was hot shit and like a real photo taker for about five seconds and it was a GREAT five seconds.

I used to work on this street right behind the building where Adam is standing on the other side. When I was Corporate and wore suits and seriously hot shoes. They film Smallville around there ALL THE TIME. And both Fantastic Four movies have ‘major’ scenes set up from where Adam is standing spreading down three blocks, not to mention about a million and sixteen other movies.

I was pretty depressed here whereas I am feeling a TAD bit better NOW so I was just being a JERK stepping on the head of the dude you can’t see because he is under my foot. Adam was polite enough to at least use the bridge to cross the ocean.

If you don’t stay on your own side you will get yelled at or run over some times you have a choice. Due to my balance issues I have the best luck running across the bridge, I find it much harder to not fall into people walking. [Burrard Bridge going South-ish]

Impromptu C.J. look a like contest WINNER!!!!!! DING! DING!

The thing about cons for me is that they are so hard to give up, I’ve had these since 2005 they are being held together with duct tape. I wear loving socks with them but they aren’t going to last forever. *sigh*

We went to a drag show with one of the John’s I know. John Agro is a really great friend, I’ve known John since 1997.

KID YOU NOT I WOULD NEVER LIE TO YOU! This dude seriously, for real serious looked like Patrick Swayze circa Roadhouse. The Queens loved him which took us over the edge. I wanted to fight him, and go Ninja on his ass, but I was wearing my Unicorn socks.

ME: LET’S DANCE!!!!!! or chair dance.

ME: I’M EVERY WOMAN! ps. John started it, good thing Adam caught THAT on videeeeo.

Inspired by Mr. Nightmare/Swayze look a like we watched Dirty Dancing. WHAT A COINCIDENCE I had just bought six dollar leg warmers and felt like wearing my short shorts. [post on just why I wanted to wear those short shorts is coming …. soon] and I danced to almost all the songs and sang them all and I put on a show let me tell you. Sorry you weren’t invited.

my husband and my kitty.

sigh.

i can haz cute pawz. i love i love i love her pawz.

I should be:

• making sock monkeys
• AT LEAST mailing cards and writing letters to our Grandparents
• sending cards period
• light cleaning
• reading Nineteen Eighty-Four
• reading The Time Traveler’s Wife
• returning DVDs
• getting the Christmas box out of storage
• catching up on my iGoogle blog feed
• compiling a detailed list for packing
• contacting the Greeper sitters
• compiling a detailed list for the Greeper sitters

I can’t stop:

• eating seedless mandarin oranges and sweet and salty peanut butter bars
• playing Guitar Hero III. I FINISHED ONE, Metallica ON HARD TODAY
• watching Dr. Phil and Hot Topics on The View
• loading my pipe with Christmas cheer
• playing on TWITTER. I have asked C.J to pimp my Twitter, it will be awesome, I know it
• playing on Facebook, even though I am sucking at responding to Facebook mail lately
• being hyper
• being in a good mood
• being excited about going TO THE LAND OF COLD AND SNOW next weekend

I am:

• slowly catching up on my blog feed
• going to watch Blazing Saddles tonight

Having a job with no computer is pretty awesome because I am in no way tempted to do stupid stuff that could get me canned. Downside, I don’t get to blog as often. I haven’t done this sort of shift work since the nineties so it is taking a bit to get used to. The film industry was too hard with no car although I learned a lot and I mean a lot plus I’m not saying I will never do it again in the summer the not having a car/retarded hours don’t bother me as much, really what I mean is if Ryan Gosling were to film here I’d be on that set other than that I like being in doors now with ventilated air and heat and stuff, plus I wouldn’t leave where I am now, I’d have to find a way to do both.

Oops did I forget to mention I got a new job?

So now I am bonified Housewife Extraordinaire with permanent part time job. I feel so much better about myself and when I don’t clean the kitchen I don’t feel guilty because I work too. Granted, matching P.J sets and my Sneaky Brim Toque and my pirate/scull slippers are my day off uniform. I am in NO WAY responsible for bringing sexy back as this photo clearly shows. The apartment is freezing, I’ll bring sexy back in the spring. The Sneaky Brim Toque is on a similar status HIGH as my Neko Case T-shirt, it is getting A LOT of wear.

My tattoos are allowed to show and although we can’t wear jeans all other pants are basically allowed. Gus is having some ‘issues’ to say the VERY least with my not being home as much but I am sure she will adjust and realize she was simply taking me for granted anyway.

With my working Adam actually gets some time to himself which he is loving and it makes me happy after the gift of sitting on my ass for so long he gave me. I’ll walk in the door and he has his guitar [a REAL one] on his lap or he may be banging out new tunes on his key board or he’ll be passed out on the couch with the Greeper and I almost feel guilty that I’m interrupting because I can come home for lunch. That last part is a lie I don’t feel bad for coming home for lunch when Adam is home because then he will make me lunch, but I am still down with him having more ‘him’ time.

I wouldn’t call it a problem at all but all the sheets on my bed must match. At all times. There are almost no exceptions, except cat barf, if cat barf leads to sheets not matching it is ONLY because there is no change for laundry. This is for sure my parents fault, they gave me my first duvet and matching sheet set and cover the first Christmas that we were up north, from that day forward my bed has seen many a sheet set, MANY. In four years and one month Adam has already been a party to five different sets and he only had a hand in picking one and a half. Right now we are switching back and forth between brown and black and brown and yellow. The yellow sheet set is left over from the last cover that is not in the rotation. What does this all mean? Nothing really. I just like sheet sets and this post will contain photos of our sheet set, the one that Adam had the hand in picking. I compromised on pillows, we only have four.

You see, Gus is lazy as cats are and there are days when I have made the entire bed with Gus still on it and it cracks me up every time I actually do it and she doesn’t jump off the bed with all the pulling and tucking and folding and it has to be PERFECT! GET YOUR PAW PRINTS OFF MY BED. I’m not that bad, but maybe I am I fluff it constantly. I have considered filming it, I know exciting, but for serious it is adorable when it happens. And then there are the days when the wee Greeper won’t move.

I got the bottom all straight and dragged her around, Adam uses more covers than me because he is bigger.

You can see the protest in her eyes. But I put the pillows on giving her some time to get off the bed because she is obviously situated in such a way that I can not make it around her.

Ugh. She was NOT moving. Sigh. I had to lift her off. OF COURSE she meowed like a baby.

Gus is back, in her happy place, probably thinking about having claws again to rip my face off with and how no matter what she will sleep in that exact spot at 4am.

WHAT A POSER. She must be trying out for Canada’s Next Top Cat.