My Wednesday Wishes for the week:
1) No More Asthma - I've been running for a few weeks now. Some nights, I have no problems. Yesterday was not one of those. I coughed for four hours afterward. I love running. I used to hate it, but it's addictive. When I put my running shirt on tonight, it slid over me and was loose. When I started running this shirt was tight and bunched at my waist! But my lungs...I was very angry the first lap I ran as my lungs tightened despite my inhaler. Then I remembered Eva. I have no right to be angry. I should be thankful for my lungs, asthma and all. But it would be nice to not have it anymore. It would also be nice if we had a cure for CF as well.
2) Pajamas - I go through phases where I obsess over different things. Sometimes it's the usual like purses and shoes. One year, my bestie Leslie and I went through a sock phase. You can't be in a bad mood with fun socks on! Try being in a bad mood with Strawberry Shortcake on your socks. Or Happy Bunny saying something funny and insulting. The Hubster hated my Hat Obsession. When I would put on a beanie, he would say, "Off to rob another liquor store?" Well DUH. That's why I got a "pit bull", to give me that gansta image and make my liquor store heists more legit, yo. At the moment, I heart pajamas. You can never have enough of them. Nothing feels better than settling into a pair at the end of the day to lounge around and watch your favorite shows. Come to think of it, I like slipping into a new pair in the mornings on my day off and settling in before the computer with a cup o' joe. Oh! Slippers...that would make my outfits complete. I think I have the next obsession picked out already! But I would love a walk in closet full of pajamas - warm, fuzzy pjs for cold nights, short sleeve cute ones for warm nights. Just rows and rows of neatly arranged pajamas!
3) This little guy - How cute is he? 3 month old puppy surrendered to the shelter because he is deaf. I just don't understand people. When I volunteered at a shelter, we had a beautiful white boxer surrendered one afternoon. I handed the man an intake form and under "reason" he wrote:
Dog is STUPID. Can't learn sh*%.
(Yes, he capitalized STUPID. And he spelled out that last word.)
Nice. The dog was DEAF. I did a few tests to show the owner, then I took the leash and said, "Who is the stupid one?" If they'd taken a real training class, the trainer would have spotted that the minute they walked in the door. Deaf dogs are the best. Their focus is spot on - they have to be looking at or they miss your direction/command so their eyes rarely leave your face. This little cutie is going to make a family very lucky.
Those ears KILL me.
So yeah, this sweet little pup.
What about you - what are your wishes for our magical little cat?