Sophie & Alex

Warning: Contains TONS of Pictures!!

So yesterday we introduced 2 new members into the Scott household, Sophie & Alex! Both of them are around 9 weeks old but Sophie appears to have been the runt of the litter-- weighing in at almost 2 1/2 pounds, where her brother is a hearty 4.8!! So I figured I would break this blog down into sections and go from there!!

Sophie:

Sophie was, and still sort of is, the shy one. She really is a tiny little thing and her brother has recognized his advantage over her. On the way home she didn't say a peep-- just hung out in the back and shook a little.

(Now we found these kittens a week ago and put a deposit down to make sure they were ours. This is Sophie when we first met her!)

Since Sophie is sooo small she has not been spayed or declawed yet. The people at the Taylor-Jones Humane Society said that ones she gets home and starts running around she will gain weight and hopefully within the next week she will have gained the weight needed to take care of all that. But...until then..... she is definitely enjoying her claws. Not only does she use them to climb up on my bed (which I can guarantee you she wont be able to do without the claws) but she also uses it as pretty much her only defense against her brother!!

The first day Sophie was here she was very very skiddish! If I took just one step toward her, she ran. And while I knew I had to give her time, I was becoming worried and sad because Winston and I had such an instant connection and I wanted that with Sophie. Oh, side note, while technically both cats belong to both mom and I, Sophie is "mine" and Alex is "mom's". She eventually warmed up to me around 8 or so last night. She came right out of my closet and almost rubbed the skin off of my leg. It was then that I knew we would make a fabulous team. The whole family has been keeping 2 sharp eyes on her to make sure she is eating and drinking (especially dad, he's been very concerned about Sophie drinking-- hes asked like 5 times already lol). We made sure that the first thing the kitties saw was the litter box, and Alex took right to it. But Sophie wanted nothing to do with it. So last night I left my door cracked enough for her to get out and then some-- but she decided to pee buckets on my bed instead-- while she sat there and looked right at me lol!! So I'm trying to watch her today and make sure she pees in the box. So following are some pictures of Miss Sophie!!

First Day:

This Morning:

As for Alex.... well I will leave his beginnings with us to my mom. So check her blog later for the story on him!

So what a week it has been and its only Wednesday! And on top of that-- this has to be a record that I posted 3 blogs in 1 month! Crazy!! Anyway, I'm going to get dressed and head to the vet before work! So I hope everyone has a great week!

What I was doing ten years ago:

At this very time 10 years ago I was about to finish up my first year of high school! OMG thats crazy! My sister was about to graduate, and while it was going to be weird not having her at school with me I was kind of excited to be out of her shadow and be the only person from the Scott family in that school! Diana was a very well liked student so it was intimidating to follow in her footsteps (LOVE YOU DIANA!)

5 Things on my To-Do List today:

1. Pick up things off my floor so my dad can spray my room
2. Go to my nanny job at 10:30
3. Come home and try to clear some tape
4. Go to my 2nd babysitting job at 6 till about 10:30
5. Clean Daniel's (my fishy) bowl

5 Places I have traveled:

1 .England (Dont know if I would consider that traveling-- I was born there)
2. Florida (Dont remember that one either-- but I dont go many places)
3. Hawaii (Dear God please let me go back someday)
4. Mexico (Ok it was an accident-- some friends and I crossed the border when we went to a barbeque place after a football game-- we were just walking and trying to scare each other but then we hear shouting in spanish and flashlights bouncing back and forth and we took off-- we weren't the only ones to have that adventure that night!)
5. Colorado

5 Snacks or Treats I enjoy:

1. Cheese Dip (mmmmmmm)
2. My new favorite chocolate cake with vanilla frosting
3. Mashed potatoes (major comfort food for me)
4. Hershey Kisses or Hugs
5. Mocha Carmel Cafe from Starbucks ( i didnt realize how much of a needed boost it gives me until I start to come down from the high lol)

What would I do if I were a Billionaire?

BILLS BILLS BILLS!! Those would be paid off for sure! Buy a car (Toyota preferably), Find a quaint little place to call my own, purchase 2-3 pets, pay back anybody I owe money to. As of right now thats all I can think of. Im a compulsive online shopper so who knows how long that money would last lol!

Places I've Lived:

1. Upper Hayford AFB, Upper Hayford, England
2. Eglin AFB (Niceville, FL) (Dont remember it but Diana swears that some of the memories I have are from there)
3. Dyess AFB (Abilene, TX)
4. S. 41st St. Abilene, TX
5. Arrowhead Dr. Abilene, TX
6. Willis St. Abilene, TX

Jobs I've had:

1. Concession stand worker at the theater in the Mall of Abilene (lasted a single day lol)
2. Contract Laborer for an asset management company
3. Babysitter, Babysitter, Babysitter/Nanny
4. Child care worker

5 People I'm Tagging:

The only people who I would tagged have already been tagged so I guess I will tag mom since I dont think she got that she was the random commentator!!

Impasse

I am at a fork in the road, a stalemate, and impasse. Lots of things are running through my head so my blog will be the place where it is released. Brace yourself!

Have you ever had one of those moments where you wish you could stand out in the middle of a street and just scream till you can’t anymore? I'm having a situation, and for the sake anonymity I will only tell the situation—and no names. For years I have kept my mouth shut about a certain situation; #1 because I feel it would be useless and lead to know where if it was brought up, and #2 because confrontation is as enjoyable to me as sitting through a Trigonometry class. And really I can’t blame anyone but myself for letting it go one because I haven’t had to guts to confront it. But that’s who I am. I reached the breaking point today and all of a sudden thought, “What the hell I should just say everything I'm thinking even though by doing so I could loose it all.” Would that really be so wrong if by doing it I may finally find me; find APRIL! I feel like I have sort of been a shell of me, going through the routines of this situation and at times questioning it all. There are times where I wish I could go back to a “convenient solitude.” Where I could go back to a place and time with the people of my choosing who are how they used to be when things were the best and just stay there. I realize that by having people there it wouldn’t really be solitude, but it’s the only way I think I could describe what I'm thinking.

Winston has been gone over a month now and I still see him running in the halls or feel his cold nose on my foot. It may sound completely silly but I really couldn’t care less at the moment. Its strange how something like the loss of a dearly loved pet (and I know its not a whole lot like loosing a relative or loved one) can make you take a step back and evaluate your life—who you are—who you wish you could be. There are a few things I realized. For one, I am 25 and living at home---- and I am truly HAPPY. I would love to know what is seriously so wrong with living at home, even at my age, if I am truly happy. What the hell does it matter? Could it be that I may not find a guy. Yes, I'm 25, yes I’ve never had a serious relationship, and yes there are times when I am lonely. But it’s meant to happen it will. I am not some poor woman all alone and sad. I AM HAPPY! If I needed the attention of a man so badly I could go out and become a whore. But that need has never there. It may be that I am meant to spend my life alone, and if that is what is planned for me then I will embrace it. But I guess I am just tired of feeling like I less accomplished, less of a person because I live with my parents and not on my own. I pay my own bills; I work 2 jobs, in no way do I slack off. If I felt for one minute that I was being a burden to my family by living with them you would bet that I would be out there looking for a 3rd or 4th job and trying to get out. I…. AM…… HAPPY! Do you know how longs its been since I could truly say that. Now while I am prone to have moments of puzzling situations as mentioned in the above paragraph, I would gladly take that and be happy then go back to have the awful temper I used to, and getting sick every month because of stress and pure ( and I mean straightforward, scary) rage.

I guess in a nut shell I just want everyone to quit worrying or concerning themselves about whether I am happy or doing the right thing and whether it’s best for me. And this is going out to absolutely no one in particular. I know that family and friends will want to look out for me; and I am blessed that care is present, but I just want to be ME, and have no questions or concerns about it. That may come off rude—and I am sorry for that—but I just need some support. I'm going to take control, and that’s a scary thing for me. But I have faith it can happen. I hope you can have faith in me too. But I have to do it my way—or I will fail before I can even begin.

I have started my journey by getting this off my chest. Good luck to all of you—just be who you are—I don’t feel you can ever be ashamed of yourself if you’re honest with who you are. You may not like it—but at least you’re not lying to yourself. Honesty is a hard thing—it takes courage. That will be a stop on my journey.

Anyway, I think I'm about done. Sorry for randomness. But it feels good to get it out.

Until next time!!

*April*