Trezza's Truth

Just my thoughts on everything . . .

This one’s for you, Merlena! April 20, 2009

Filed under: Animals,Day-to-Day — lissatz @ 10:43 pm

Okay, so I got some feedback over the weekend that my blog has become too political. I’ve kind of been feeling that way myself lately, but it’s so hard for me not to go political! There’s just so much going on that I feel people need to know about, because I know they’re not getting this info from the local news media or even most of the mass media. While I definitely have some political stuff to put up here (seeing as I went to the Tea Party in Phoenix Wednesday), today, I’m doing it for the fans (err . . . fan).

First off, something amazing happened this morning at about 9:03. Glenn Beck (my “hero”, if you will) is coming to the Dodge Theater in Phoenix June 2nd. He’s calling it the “Common Sense Comedy Tour”. That’s right, he’s actually quite funny. He’s kind of basing it off of Thomas Paine’s “Common Sense” and what he thinks Paine would say today (if he were alive, of course). Anyway, his tour last summer did not come to Arizona, but they did do a live simulcast to movie theaters nationwide and I went to one of the participating theaters here to see it. I also have the show on DVD and it is awesome. You laugh, you cry, you fight the overwhelming urge to write Beck’s name on your ballot. Anyway, because I’m an “Insider” I got to purchase tickets early today. Do you want to guess where my seats are????!!!! That’s right, baby, FRONT ROW!!!!!! Woo-freakin’-hoo! I am so excited, I cannot even tell you. There are no words to give my excitement the justice it is due. As I’ve stated before, I am a geek. You have your U2s, Brad Pitts, Coldplays, Britney Spears, whatever, and I have Glenn Beck. Besides this event, the best seats I’ve ever had for a show were for one of the two (that’s right, two) Neil Diamond concerts I went to. (Quick story: First one was when I was seven, so I had no control. The second was when my Nana received tickets as a gift and my grandfather wasn’t able to go with her.) I could literally see the sweat beading up on the old-timers’ noggin. I couldn’t believe I had such good tickets for freakin’ Neil Diamond, of all people. Oh, wait. There were a few others, I guess – a Verve Pipe and Tonic show where I was literally in front of a ginormous speaker (that was awesome!) and Matchbox 20 before they were really famous at Celebrity Theater. Whatever, the point is I’ve never been this excited to see someone and I have the best seats EVER!! I do not know how I’m going to wait so long to see him. I was thinking, what if I get pregnant between now and then and I have morning sickness at the show? Then I was thinking that it wouldn’t stop me. I was envisioning myself with an airline barf bag, sitting there in the front row. How awesome would that be?   

The other thing I wanted to share were a few pictures I took when I was at the shelter a few weeks ago. They have what we endearingly call the “fat cat room”. This is the smallest cattery room and it holds cats on special diets. While there are a variety of reasons for their “special” diets, most of them are in there because they are simply too fat and we need to limit their food intake. I can’t even remember this cat’s name, but she cracked me up. First of all, as you can see, she is very fat. While I understand that being fat is not healthy for any living creature, I think fat cats are awesome. Somehow, it gives them more personality. Don’t ask me why or how, it just is. Secondly, I love the way this crazy girl is laying. Not many cats, or even dogs, lay (okay, I’m not sure if it’s “lie” or “lay”. I know I’m supposed to be an English major, but I can’t remember the rule and don’t feel like investigating it right now) like this so it makes me laugh when I find one that does. So, I just wanted to share the pictures and this is the explanation.

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That’s all . . . for now.

 

I Need an Ostrich Moment February 24, 2009

Filed under: Animals,Day-to-Day — lissatz @ 9:51 pm

As much as I would like to write about politics and the possible demise of this country, I feel like I need to stick my head in the sand for a minute.

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(You are correct, this is NOT the best picture in the world. It’s the only one I took and it was with my crappy camera phone. Sorry)

This weekend, I went with my mom to the Arabian Horse Show in Scottsdale. To my surprise, tickets were only $10 and we had a two-for-one coupon. Nice! I ended up spending almost $20 on food, though! What a pig! I had a hotdog, an entire funnel cake (minus the two whole bites my mother managed to steal), and an ice cream cone! What is my deal? Anyway, I’m not all that into horses, like my mom, but it was still fun. I love animals, nonetheless. I was also surprised to see almost as many dogs as there were people! Everyone had their dog. There were three Great Danes. One we met was named “Moosh” and he was 150 pounds! His head was almost level with my chest and his paws were the size of my kneecaps! Of course, as is the case with most giant dogs, he was completely docile and friendly. What a sweetie! If I every have a house and yard big enough, I would totally get a ginormous dog like that. They are awesome.

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I also wanted to share a couple new pics of my new doggies (actually, we’ve had them 3 months now). Diesel is the lighter brown one and Molly is the dark one. I took them each out this weekend to the park and just sat on a blanket for a while with them. Molly was interested in everything going on around her – other dogs, kids, balls being thrown, etc. – while Diesel was just content to relax with “Mama”. He stretched his hind legs fully out behind him and his front legs out in front of him – so cute!

I was thinking how it’s weird how we come up with little nicknames for animals (people, too). For instance, we used to call my old dog, Lucky, Luckers, Luck Dog, Lucky Star, and Babalu. We call our cat, Adidas, ‘Didas, Deeders, and Dee Dee. We call another cat, Tyson, “T”. Pixie is also known as Pixers and Pix Pix. Legend, for some reason, has no other nicknames. I guess the name Legend doesn’t give us much to work with. (Actually, I take that back. We have been known to call her “Legend Head” for some reason.) Anyway, I call Diesel, “D”, Diesel D, and Diesely D. We call Molly, Mollers, Mollies, and James came up with Molly McDougal and Molly McDougal Feet. He’s a weird one, that husband of mine. 🙂 That reminds me of another one! I think he also calls Adidas ‘Didas McTwinkle Toes. Another doozy (is that the right spelling?). It’s just weird how nicknames come about. It’s not like we sat and thought about nicknames for the animals, they just came out without any prior thought. I realize this is not deep, philosophical thinking here, just thought I’d bring it up.

That’s all.