Jacksfilms on youtube makes a "Your Grammar Sucks" series that I watch and rewatch...they're hilarious. It's all comments that viewers screencap and send to Jack...so...the world is sadly...unable to comment with discernible grammar. Anyway, one of the comments is "such. much. genius". That's where I got that from. ^^;
I've been going on a posting spree of some new pictures of the boys lately...too bad Facebook is going so slow that I've only managed to post...20 some odd pictures in the past hour or so. Ah well. Lazy Saturdays and menstrual cramps will allow me to spend the time required. So I'm just sitting on the couch, snuggled under a blanket, enjoying the slow process of uploading kitty/forest/me pictures, and watching Two and a Half Men. Of course due to this lovely almost-monthly feminine issue (I say almost monthy because it seems like it's never regular and is usually a longer period in between periods than average), everything that could at one point have been seen as attractive on my body is now bigger, blotchier, and more unattractive than ever. Lol...I guess this one week is an excuse for women to feel crappy and eat chocolate and ignore the male gender altogether. I'm glad I have the opportunity to remain cozy underneath a blanket on the couch.
Anyway, in other news, Boyfriend bought me an engagement ring recently. I don't know what to think, I really don't. I'm excited, and scared, and still shocked. I'm in disbelief that someone who doesn't even know me in real life would spend money on a promise. It still blows my mind. And now he's thinking about the perfect way to do it, and the perfect place. It'll be interesting, since he's proposing in my native Campbell River, where I know all the picturesque vistas and beautiful places, and he wants to choose the perfect spot. I can't wait. I'm so excited, but I'm terrified. Especially because of our unique situation...immediately after proposing, he will be returning to America to finalize some things...and I'll be flying there a few months after our engagement, hopefully to get married. Again, SCARY. I'm really, really scared. The idea of having a ring on my finger is beautiful, but the idea of having a fiancee who doesn't even live in the same country is both sickening and saddening. Considering his promiscuity as well, it wouldn't be hard for him to pretend he's not engaged. However, if I was going to get a date, he'll see the ring, and of course won't bother (as if I would get asked out anyway...I never have been). My point is, he'll get action on a regular basis, and I'll be anxiously waiting for the day we can be together (nevermind my snuggly little muffin who I happen to live with, our relationship is over, we're just stuck to each other). I don't want to be left hanging, if that's possible. I know he wants to propose. I want to say yes...but at the same time, I feel we should spend more time together than a week before getting engaged. He's already purchased the ring...and I feel if I say no, it'll be a waste of a trip and a waste of time...therefore, it's going to guilt me into accepting when I don't know when we'll be able to be together properly. Nevermind explaining my situation to everyone who will ask. The title of "engaged" has a certain expectancy to it. It'd either warrant meeting said fiancee, or explaining that I got pregnant and wanted to be married before the baby arrived. Which is not possible, and not true. So I really don't understand how it's going to work.
Okay. There's my rant about life for today. Picture roll time.
Phoenix snoozing always makes for a cute photo. Took this not too long ago. He was sleeping next to my leg on our delightful red couch.
Little Phoenix likes to sleep in his crinkle tunnel. <3
The three kitties of the house. Pom (the ragdoll looking kitty) hopped up on the windowsill on the outside, and the boys immediately jumped up to check it out!
Phoenix and Pom didn't make very good friends; instead they acted indifferent to each other.
And Anubis was nervous of the big fluffy guy outside...and confused that while glass seperated them, they could clearly see each other.
Phoenix looks on eagerly while his brother and "new friend" meet cautiously.
There's my kitty photo spree for the day! I'll do a lyric as well..
"I'm beautiful in my way, cause god makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way."
Even though I'm an atheist this song still gets in my head and won't let go!
Til' tomorrow, un-readers.
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