You ever get those days (or weeks, years...maybe even lifetimes) where you just feel like the world is spinning far too fast and erratically that you can't get your footing long enough to feel you've actually accomplished something? Well, I somehow find myself feeling like that yet again.  With gas prices going up I had to drop two of my classes this semester.  Family medical issues (not mine) have also forced things into a different direction.  So here I am yet again trying to figure out exactly what has to be done when it seems like everybody else around me has gotten to a happy point in their lives where they seem to be enjoying themselves.  Don't get me wrong, I like being an adult (sometimes) but sometimes being an adult really sucks.  When I was a kid, making mud pies or dressing up and pretending to be a Disney Princess or  a unicorn or whatever else I could imagine up at the time was the only thing I ever worried about.  Wouldn't that be nice to have a place to go where everything stands still long enough for you to catch your breath and use your imagination again? That's one of the reasons I love the book, The Little Prince, so much.  It appeals to children but there's a message there for us adults that I think could do a lot of people some good to look into.  We forget what it's like to just pretend and imagine something fantastical and magical like we did as kids.  Can't we try to see the world the way a child sees it and believe that it is perfectly logical? Why not?  Why isn't there more ways for adults to play and have fun (without the use of mind altering substances)?  After all doesn't  "All work and no play make Jack a dull boy"?  Why can't I have a magical castle with mythical creatures to protect it?  Why can't I have a sword that transforms me into a cool evil fighting princess like She-ra did?  How many times I imagined myself in a totally made up world when I was a kid can't even be counted.  I loved that.  I believed it.  I wish I still did.  In the meantime, I'm gonna try not to grow up TOO much.

Go out and play!
-Tiff

And so today marks the last year of my 20s.  I don't feel any older than yesterday and yet I feel that biological clock ticking and panic setting in that I'm not going to be that young girl I was when I first began my 20s.  Of course, I'm not that girl anymore even now but it makes it that much more permanent and final lol. I wish I was somewhere other than the middle of B.F.E. so I could have a proper celebration.  Right now it's just me, the crickets, maybe a banjo and my husband and his parents. Which isn't a bad thing, I just feel like there aren't even any options to do anything awesome for your birthday around here. 

*hugs*
Tiff

Officer Alex J. Murphy (aka Murphy)

So I introduced my other snuggle butt so here's my kitty, Murphy.  Yes, his name is technically what the caption says as he's named after my favorite cyborg cop, Robocop.  Of course we call him Murphy.  He's a little shit that likes to sleep on my pillow and sometimes on my head.  Once in awhile he wants to lie with one paw on my cheek like he's hugging my head.  He's cute and purrs louder than any cat I've ever had.  And yet, he's the biggest attention whore! I mean, he will be all up on your nuts when you're trying to get work done.  But I guess it's just my "Ace Ventura" gene once again showing itself.  He'll follow me around all over the house.  He even wants to be in my lap when I'm trying to have a private moment on the damn toilet! lol.  He demands it.  So, there's Murphy my sometimes lovable and always needy kitteh!

I think he was watching Pineapple Express here. lol.