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2011: Month of Mel Day One

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The Month of Mel has arrived…and with it, so have the daffodils! YAY flowers! and Spring! and Warmth! and Sunshine! and Me!

Check out Kitty G checking out the daffodils in my backyard. How sweet is that?


One thing I’ve missed over the past few years is my flowerbed. In Oxford, I built a ginormous bed which sometimes was way too much work…but the end result was always worth it. I had a beautiful rose garden at the end of the house, two giant star hibiscus, some gardenias (OMG I
This year, I’m not going to plant a garden, but I am going to do some potted plants & hanging baskets on my front porch. Daisies (my favoirite), sunroses, geraniums…anything with color. Because let’s face it, vivid is the only way to be. 🙂

This is gonna be a great day–I’m sparkling bright for day one of the Month of Mel…are you?

a battle to the death and more…

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It was an Eskimo Ninja battle of epic proportions that was fought without honor. Blood was shed. It was awesome!







Ruby actually embraced the snow after a while. She ran and hopped and played until she started shivering so much I was afraid she was gonna give herself brain damage.

We built forts that were pretty awesome. Double A (my niece) and I built snow bricks with a box and a plastic basket. Eventually Rader left the team of 4 boys to join us…and our fort rocked. The boys just packed snow over some plastic containers. Our snow fort was actually a fort, thankyouverymuch. Girls rock!

After the fort was built, we began to stockpile our ammunition.

While this was going on, the boys sent Ian over to “spy” on us.

There were no clear winners (hahahaha we kicked ass!) but a good time was had by all!

In other news, the sun is out today and the snow is already starting to melt. Thank goodness. I already feel the cabin fever eating away at my brain. (Mainly because I don’t have cable TV and daytime TV sucks!) Yes, I know, I should be more productive and do something like clean my house or finish laundry–but it’s a snow day! Who wants to work on a snow day?

Hope all of y’all are safe, happy and warm. Currently, I’m dreaming of a beach side hammock, a cocktail, and sexy cabana boy named El Jefe serving my every whim… 🙂

six inches plus

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did you click the link cuz you thought I was being dirty? Sorry to disappoint. Pure as snow here.

For reals.

The boys and I will be having an epic battle of snowballs today.

Yesterday, we spent a couple of hours pushing folks out of our ditches. People in the south just can’t drive in the snow. Plus, the roads got bad really fast. I-30 is closed and probably will be for a good long while.

Ruby isn’t a big fan. It’s way too deep for her little legs and it freaks her out. I like watching her hop around though… I’m mean, I know.






As much fun as we’re gonna have today, I can already tell you I’m ready for this stuff to go away. I like it in small doses. I like that usually the day after it snows, it’s sunny and 50 degrees. I’m not a fan of being trapped in my house…especially since I have no car. (It’s in the shop) Not that I’d be driving anywhere anyway. BUT if I had my car, the knowledge that I COULD drive somewhere would keep me from feeling so trapped.

I guess it’s a good thing that it snowed while my car was in the shop though. Now I don’t have to bum rides from everyone–including my mother. 🙂

CLEANish

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I spent the weekend cleaning.

THIS is what I pretended I looked like:

This is what I actually looked like:
Minus the smile + a glass bottle of wine.
I’ve been neglecting my house lately which may or may not say much becaue I’m not much of a housekeeper anyway. I’ve adopted the Joan Rivers attitude when it comes to cleaning:

Don’t clean. No man will ever make love to a woman because she waxed the linoleum- “My God, the floor’s immaculate. Lie down, you hot bitch.” ~Joan Rivers

True enough. And if waxing the linoleum (not a euphemism) ever became his idea of foreplay (floor play? bwahahahaha) I’d send him packing anyway. I’m not that chick.
BUT even I have my tipping point when it comes to an unclean very cluttered house, and this weekend I’d reached it. I’m not sure what came over me (I think my clone took over, honestly) but before I knew what was happening, I had a bucket of bleach water, a sponge, and I was on my hands and knees cleaning the floors. (again, not a euphemism, but I suppose it probably could be since I looked “so hot” in my French Maid outfit. *cough*)
I finally gave out last night around 7:30. I still have stuff left to do, and have plans to finish it tonight. Mostly just folding laundry and putting it away. I’m hoping that actually happens, because let’s face it, if the laundry doesn’t get put away, it’s like all that work I did was for nothing because there will be piles and piles of laundry everywhere that we’ll just live off of until it’s all dirty again and then I’ll have to start all over.
Which is why I never clean, because why bother? You’re just gonna have to do it again. And you and I both know that a clean house is a sign of a boring person…and I’m anything but boring.
Hope you had a great weekend!

these boots were made for awesome

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Love Fall is in the air…

At 5:30 this morning, I had my cup of coffee on my screened in porch wearing my gigantic orange sweatshirt and a snuggieeh. And a couple of kittehs and a puggeh. It was 48 degrees.

So guess what? I pulled out my awesome boots that are awesome and I wore them today. Behold the awesome boots that are awesome!

Now, was I ready for summer to be over? Not really. But foozball and boots I’m always ready for. And coffee on the porch wearing a snuggeh, kitteh and puggeh. Can’t really do that in the summer.

Speaking of puggeh and kitteh–check out Ruby and Chicken Nugget.


HAI! I’M A KITTEH!
HAI! I’M A PUGGEH!

Kitty G is still unsure of the puggehness, but she’ll come around.

free to good home and I’m not talking about me (this time)

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Meet the Kittehs. They are all litter trained and eating real food. They are fun and purry and affectionate and are ready to be adopted. (I’ll even bring them to Oxford with me on Friday if anyone in the area wants one!)

Here are the boys. I’m showing this view first so you can see the difference in their color. Chicken Nugget is the light one; Col. Mustard is the darker.

Chicken Nugget
Col. Mustard

Here are the Calicos:

Mayhem

Kitty G

This black and white little girl is Charlie Chaplin. She’s been promised to my friend Jeanne, but I couldn’t post pics of her siblings and leave her out!!
If you’re interested, please contact me via email. First come; first serve!
oatmellow [@] gmail [.] com

prepare to be blinded by the cute

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So Clementine the Tart (aka the pregnant teenage kitty who was abandoned in my yard) has popped. And here we are 6 weeks later, overloaded by the cuteness. These babies are ready for new homes. As much as I hate the idea of getting rid of them (because I do adore all of them) it is way past time. My back porch was supposed to be a beer garden, not a petting zoo.

Did you know that Dr. Pepper boxes make the best Kitteh hidey holes? True story. Here we have (from the left) Mayhem (she’s a striped calico) Chicken Nugget (aka Lemonjello he has a twin brother you’ll see in a second named Colonel Mustard aka Orangejello) and my favorite of them all Kitty G.

Colonel Mustard and Kitty G love to play. Col. Mustard apparently is part vampire. Go figure.

Chicken Nugget posing like a good little boy. That’s Mayhem looking for trouble behind Nugget.

Mayhem is a hot mess.

This is Charlie Chaplin. She’s so shy that I can never get any good pics of her. But she’s sweet as pie. She’s black and white and has a cute little black mustache…

I’m going to post more pics soon. I will continue to post pics until all the kittehs have found new homes. I don’t need anyone thinking I’m the crazy cat lady. I’ll NEVER get a date then!

Dear Friday. Thank you for getting here. Love Melf.

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Seriously. I’m so ready for this damn week to be over. And I apologize for all the kevetching I’ve done this week. It’s not like me, I know. Usually I’m all sunshine and butterflies (and sparkles, OH MY!) but I just haven’t had it in me all week long. I’m Mrs. CrabbyPants. Or Mrs. CrankyPants. Or Mrs. BitchyPants. Whatever. *grumblehissgrumblehiss*

I baked my first pie in my lovely gas oven last night. Baking is an art and usually I create beautifully baked art. And last night’s pie…looked beautiful. And it tasted wonderful. BUT the bottom crust didn’t cook all the way through and my apple filling was runnier than usual. It was an off night for the pie queen.

But I look really cute in an apron, don’t you think?

Okay, so next week will be better. I will do my best to take my bitchy britches off and burn them. I don’t like it when I feel cranky all the time. It’s just not natural to me! I like being fun, flirty, and full of sparkle. So you better put on your shades next week cuz I’m bringing sparkle back…

yo go girl(s)

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When a Mississppi school cancelled prom rather than allow a lesbian student attend with her girlfriend, I was mortified. But when Constance McMillen chose to fight instead of roll over, I cheered.

And today I’m cheering even louder. The court awarded her a $35,000 settlement and the school district is mandated to update their policy “not to discriminate based on sexual orientation in any educational or extracurricular activities or allow harassment based on sexual orientation and gender identity.” Read the entire article here.

No matter what your opinion is on homosexuality, you have to commend this teen for her strength to fight for her rights. You go girl. We here at Mel-O-Drama give you 2 thumbs up with an extra dose of sparkle!

In other girl news: Clementine the Tart has not had her litter of love yet, but she’s getting close. Look at that BELLY!
I just hope she delivers before I leave for Florida next week. First of all, I need to see how many kittehs I’m gonna be GrandKittehMa to, and secondly, I don’t want her delivering while I’m gone. Plus I want some itteh bitteh kitteh love!!!
Now, who wants a Kitteh in a couple of weeks? I’m taking reservations now!

a mel-o-jumble

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Okay, random stuff day.

First off, go see Despicable Me. Seriously. Wonderful movie. Heartwarming. Funny. Fabulous.

Secondly, The Bachelorette is off the deep end. Balls to the walls full of BS and craziness. If you think that show is really “reality” tv, then I want whatever it is your smokin’. Or drinkin’. Or poppin’. Because there is nothing real about that show.

It’s not even fun to make fun of anymore. Bleh.

However, the BACHELOR PAD looks like it’s made of chocolate covered awesome and is dying for me to slice it with my biting wit.

LIE TO ME is one of the greatest shows on earth and nobody should miss it. Yes, it comes on during the first hour of the Bachelorette, but trust me when I tell you, it’s worth watching. I actually think it’s more real than the reality show…

I cleaned my room this weekend. Scary stuff was found in some of the unpacked boxes. Like pictures of me from elementary, middle and high schools. Also some college pics in the late 80s when I had short permed hair and GINORMOUS FREAKING BLUE GLASSES. I don’t even know if I can scan them to show them, THAT’S HOW BAD THEY ARE.

Clementine is pregnant. That little teenaged Tart. She’s not even a year old, and I have no idea where the Tom is hiding because we have 6 acres and I’ve not seen hide nor hair of the horny bastard, but it’s happened. We’re gonna have kittens. So you guys get ready…because depending on how many are born and how many survive…I’m gonna hit you up internets! I’m too young to be a Kitteh Grandma! Would that be GrandKittehMa?

Here’s a pic of the little ho-bag in a box. Because you know cats and empty boxes…