Superiority Complex with a Twist;

So for my 100th post, I have decided I would like to write about Miss "holier than thou's" "I'm too good for you, floor" "I'm the best thing in the world" and "better recognize this Diva's" Superiority Complex. Now, I have no idea if that even made sense, lol. But, hopefully it did. Anyway, this blog post is about Nailah Sarayi. Evil Kitty with a superiority complex.

At least, that's what I have come to define her behavior as. By behavior I mean the simple fact that Nailah, if she can help it, and let me tell you, there isn't much she wont consider better than being so lowly as to actually sit/walk/stand/lay on the floor. Even if there is a piece of paper, on the floor, she HAS to be on that, rather than the floor.

She will hop, from place to place, around the house, as long as it means she does not have to dirty those precious paws of hers with the floors of the house. She is absolutely nuts. It's almost impossible to train her to get off of things, or get down. She will stand on a PENNY with one foot, doing a balancing act if it means she is "off" of the floor.

Thing is really getting old. What's the deal, eh? Anyone else with a pet that has a superiority complex??

Peace, Love and all that Shines,
Kaiden James.

Feeling sick, again.

So, the past two days my lungs have literally felt like they were full of water. I am -sometimes- able to cough stuff up to clear them, but sometimes I have no luck. It's not an asthma problem, but I believe an allergy problem. Some people, allergies bother their nose, congesting it, etc. Though I do have that problem, for the past year, my allergies have been affecting my lungs. Making it difficult to breathe.

One of the times I went to the hospital even, I was feeling this way, only slightly worse, and the doctor checked my lungs and said I sounded clear. That was the end of it. Gasping for breathe, he said I was clear, and was more worried about my heart rate. Which, at the time was completely out of control. I don't even remember if I blogged about this, but oh well, I'm commenting on it anyway.

He checked hormone levels, and found my T4 was slightly elevated, suggesting that I might have hyperthyroidism. Do I have it? No clue. Have no way of getting to a doctor. I check my heart rate periodically, as I do feel it getting out of hand sometimes. At which, those times I just lay down and take it easy until I feel my heart rate slowing down to a more normal pace.

I almost broke down earlier today and started crying. A huge wave of grief came over me about the loss of my grandmother, and I was lucky and had Nikhil right there next to me purring and rubbing up against me. He is such a purr butt, lol. I love him to death. He's also such a pig. Always wanting food. We can't say the word "hungry" or "food" or "treat" with out him beginning to wine and beg as if he hasn't eaten in days.

Really wish we could get Nailah looked out. For more than one reason. Her anxiety though it isn't as bad as it once was, it is still high. She still can't stand to be touched for more than a couple of seconds. The other, is her rib cage. I don't know what happened to her before we got her, but what ever it was, really damaged her. It just breaks our heart sometimes. But most the time she seems fine.

My abscessed tooth has been coming and going, in terms of severity. Soon though, hopefully I'll have the tooth taken out. Just waiting on money to come in. When ever it comes in. I don't want to go to the hospital again. I hate the hospital.

And I am starving right now, so I'm going to go and see if I can't get something to eat.

Peace, love and all that shines,
Kaiden James.

Harry Potter, Wizard 101, and My life

So, we finally broke down and agreed to purchase the sixth movie in the Harry Potter series. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Pa actually for my last birthday purchased the movie for us to finally see it on PPV. We hadn't seen it since, because all the money we made babysitting went to buying food for the household, and a year subscription for both Kash and I to Wizard101.

We've been playing a lot. You can find the link to our Wizard101 blog on the left. It's called Stormy Skies, after the last names of our main characters, Kieran Storm and Tristan Sky. Yesterday we managed to get our third wizards to grandmaster. A huge feat, if I do say so myself. Pretty cool IMO.

We are trying to get my mother to come and make a visit. It's been going on three years since I have seen her. I wanted to go to Az when my grandmother was in the hospital, but things here kind of prevented it, and then things there, further prevented it. So it never happened. I miss her. Yes, she's nuts, and yes, she can be a bitch, but she is still my mother. And I do love her.

Always will.

On to Kash, I must admit, not a day goes by that I do not thank the Gods that he is in my life. I love him so much, and he is my everything.

Nailah, is a brat. Nikhil is a jerk. But, they are too cute and we love them. The rats are doing well. I will eventually post some more pictures of them, but since we don't really have batteries, and I hate having to charge them just for them to work like two minutes, we haven't really been taking too many pictures.

Our diet so far has been a success. I've lost ten pounds in one week. Lets hope it continues. I just need to lose about 5lbs to be at my ideal weight for my height.

Peace, love and all that shines,
Kaiden James.

No tears;

Why I haven't really posted much on the death of my grandmother. I don't really know what it is, about me, but I've been like this since I was much younger. I can cry, and cry, and get emotional about losing something/someone over and over, before I actually lose it/them. However, it seems that once they/it is gone, I just can't cry. Or maybe I wont allow myself. Not really sure which it is. I just know, I've not been able to in a long time, post passing.

It doesn't mean that I'm not heart broken, because I am very heart broken. I miss her terribly, and not a moment goes by that I don't think of her, and want to pick up the phone to call her. Then realize, with a skipped heart beat, that she is not there to answer my call. It is devastating. She was my one constant in my life. The thing that I knew, no matter what was going on in the world, or with me, and everyone else, that if and when I called the house, she would answer, and we would talk for 5 minutes, to 5 hours.

I miss her.

I miss my grandmother.