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July 30, 2006
My Dorky Valentine
I know the above title has absolutely nothing to do with anything, but it's what popped into my head when I saw the two photos below. I took them in my office on Wednesday. Every afternoon, Polyphemos heads to my office where he either naps on my desk, or, if that spot's taken, in my chair. I will get up to get some water and return to discover an orange bundle of nap in my seat, ready to defend its rights with teeth and claws.
Usually I give up and move to the couch.
This is what he looks like when he gets comfortable. I wouldn't call it comfortable, but he apparently likes smashing his face into things when napping.
And then, sometimes, after a good face-smashing nap, he'll stretch out and sleep like the dead.
Posted by sally at July 30, 2006 09:28 AM
Comments
I love the kitty pictures but that is not why I am commenting. I am commenting about the post below yet I didn't feel that this post belonged there, just that, when I take a step back and look at my life it is both amazing and sickening how much I let fear rule my life. And that part where you said God will answer both the good and the bad? I am going to have to think about that one for awhile. I have never looked at it like that before. My brain is literally struggling just to wrap itself around that concept.
Posted by: desiree at August 2, 2006 03:54 PM
It truly implicates a person in their own destiny, I think, when looked at it in that way. All I know is that in my own life, whenever I step back and say, "Okay. Fine. You're right. I need help. Help me out of this mess," the solutions come. It's happened over and over and over again for me.
As far as the fear goes, you're not alone. It's a pretty standard human reaction, to avoid those things we fear. I'm constantly surprised, though, at the things my twisted brain apparently considers to be a threat to my survival. I mean, I don't think criticism or rejection will actually kill me. As opposed, say, to sitting on my couch and stuffing my face until I get too fat to move.
Posted by: Sallyacious at August 2, 2006 05:18 PM
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