Cats are Good for the Soul.

I am currently in the process of replying to an email I got today (ha, me replying to an email immediately is SO RARE!), and I was struck by how funny the saying “she was swept off her feet” is.

Well, okay. Maybe it’s just me.

But I always thought it’d be sort of odd. Some random man knocking me over with a broom while declaring his love…

In case you didn’t notice, I am feeling much, much better today.

I went home and petted my cat for about ten minutes. And when I say “petted,” I mean “rubbed and skritched and kissed and loved until she shed about half her weight in fur.” And guess what?! I didn’t react other than the very slightest tinge of maybe my lungs protesting, but that went away as soon as I left.

Which means that probably after Wednesday, my second visit with the Nature Lady, I will be able to GO HOME FOR GOOD!!!

Excuse the all-caps. I’m just a little bit excuted (excited, for those of you who don’t read my-fingers-were-in-the-wrong-spot-speak). Or euphoric. Or e… um… yeah. I can’t think of a third e word. Oh! Elated. Oooh. Or ebullient. That’s a good word. Ebullient… Excuse me while I repeat it over and over in my Β head. It makes me Β happy… (I know, I know. I’m a word nerd. At least I make you laugh, right? At least… I hope you laugh. I completely understand if your first instincts are to call the men who take me to the padded room, though… )

I wrote today. A whole three paragraphs.

Wait, actually… it was six.

And yes, I did just go count them.

Today is the first day in over a month (it’s Β been a month and three days exactly. I’m all about exacntess. Urgh. Exacthnes…sigh. My fingers are revolting right now. Wait… that sounds like they’re disgustingly deformed and stinky. Never mind…) that I’ve written anything other than blogs.

I think I’m going to leave before I convince you that I am completely and utterly insane.

But first, a few cute lols.


Oh hey, it’s me! (Not that I tear up toilet paper. *coughnormallycough* But I do plead insanity…)



  • Emily

    Heres me, popping in to randomly say stuff late at night again πŸ˜€ I thought of another ‘e’ word… ecstatic!!!! oh yes, I’m that good B-) I would be howling with laughter at those pictures if it weren’t so late, and everybody was asleep, but believe me.. the other people in my head who aren’t asleep are staring at me like I’m crazy πŸ˜€
    Looove those pictures, and loove cats.. my cousin has a docile male cat who is just a big love of comfy places, and scratches… sad thing is, I recently developed a allergy to cat hair or dandruff, so can’t pet and rub my eyes afterwards.. I’m just counting my lucky stars that I don’t start sneezing whenever I come across a cat though, so.. wish you luck on yours!
    -The Random NightStalke- I mean, Poster πŸ˜€

    • Mara

      Ooh, yes, ecstatic! I think it was a little too late (or I was a little too tired) for me to actually use my brain. πŸ˜€ Hehe.

      That’s really sad! My severe allergic reaction developed fairly recently as well (three or so months ago) but thank goodness for the Nature Lady! I’m hoping that I’ll be able to go home after tomorrow. πŸ˜€


  • Bethanything

    Enthused? Did you say enthused yet?? πŸ˜€
    I’m so glad you’re doing so well!! Woooo! I LOLed through this whole post! Haha, I love the doggeh and the peanutz thief. Heeheehee. πŸ˜€ Oh, and then I get to the bottom and find out I get a surprise story!!! Oh yeah! I so went back and moused over all the cats! (See what I did there? :P)
    Aw, that was a cute story. One of those real life moments that make memories. Even if it involved the temporary loss of a license plate. πŸ˜‰

    • Mara

      No, I didn’t say enthused, either! There are a lot of “e” words for excitement. Hehe.

      I’m glad you LOLed through the whole post. I did, too. The peanutz thief is my favorite one. Every time I see it, I can’t help but laugh. It’s perfect. πŸ˜€ Hehehe. (I see what you did there. πŸ˜€ )

      That was the first time I’ve hit anything other than the occasional curb. Sigh. I no longer have a perfect driving record. Well… technically I do, but the unwritten one isn’t clear any more.
      And with that group of friends, I will NEVER live it down. I offered to pay for anything he would need to replace the license plate, and he said no, it wouldn’t cost much but he’d let me know if he ran into any *hitches*.
      My trailer hitch was what took off his license plate.
      But at least it was my friend and he has a sense of humor. And it wasn’t some random stranger whose car is his baby. πŸ˜€

      • Bethanything

        I think the letter ‘e’ is a bouncy little letter. Even the word mess is kind of cute. πŸ˜›

        I find it hilarious because stuff like that happens around here with my siblings all the time. One brother when he was just a chubby little toddler ate some cookies before dinner. He had crumbs all over his mouth and when mum asked, “Who took the cookies?” he piped up right away with, “Not me!!” Yeaaah. Not very convincing.

        Awwg. I have a spotless record SO FAR, but I know it’s only a matter of time… Plus, I don’t drive as much as my college friends who have to deal with crazy drivers on the way back and forth from classes. My sense of direction keeps me somewhat terrified of certain driving ventures. I’d rather sit in the passenger’s seat and knit. πŸ˜›
        That’s good! Oh man, if I ever were to hit a stranger, I’d probably be in tears.

        • Mara

          Haha! Your little brother sounds like he was cute and mischievous when he was little. πŸ˜€ Little kids do the funniest things… my niece Elise, who is two, hit her older sister, who is four… so my sister-in-law said “Elise! Are you supposed to hit Olivia?” And my niece goes “Uhhhh… yes? I think so!”

          You sound like me. I’ve grown used to driving the more I do it, but I still prefer to ride and let someone else drive. Especially right now, as my glasses need a new prescription and I can’t read street signs until they’re five feet away. Ahem. So y’know.

          • Bethanything

            Oh, he was. And a foodie, too. Used to go up to elderly folk at McDonald’s and ask if they were going to finish their fries. πŸ˜› Haha! Awww. Mum has it on home video where I sandwich smacked my brother’s back and stomach, then when he retaliated with a smack of his own, I got real shocked and said, “Mom, Ethan hit me!!” Ah, kids!

            Yep, I just recently got a new prescription and I’m like, “Oooh, is that why I couldn’t read street signs before!?” Having good vision does help a lot. πŸ˜›

          • Mara

            That’s really funny! One of my cousins would just walk around the room with her mouth wide open while people were eating. πŸ˜€ Hehe.

            Yes. Updated prescriptions help tremendously.

  • Avra-Sha Faohla

    Yay! I’m so glad the Nature Lady’s magical cures are working!

    Mara, this post was hilarious, I must say. I chuckled at the “revolting” thing (but I didn’t guffaw). That’s really an interesting observation, actually. Like… um… well, apparently I can’t remember what it was, but once I was trying to change the grammatical form of a word and ended up with a different word. Why has it slipped my mind now? (I believe it was, like in this case, a change to present participle. Or maybe it was the other way round – an attempt to form a noun out of something and ending up with the present participle of something else. Oh, whatever. It doesn’t really matter, I guess.)

    Oh, and I love your excessive use of asterisks. That was quite fun. It made me smile.