Random Thoughts of a Crazy Lady

I was so excited to come to the Northwest and finally leave the obsession with tans behind. In So Cal, it's so hard to embrace one's whiteness, let me tell you. And every year, I succomb and get some lotion plus a touch of sun, or whatever. I always get tan with all my time in the pool.

But for once, I was ready to be white and let my translucent skin glow.

Except everyone here tans! They actually go to tanning beds, which, even in So Cal, is scary. Okay, maybe it's not everyone, but I have met a chunk of people who do and I see tanning salons on every corner.

I just don't get it. It's like cancer in a box.

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In an effort to make my blog more user friendly, a while ago, I turned off word verificiation. The consensus beung that no one gets so much spam to make it worth it and no one likes filling it out.

But I've been getting so much spam and it's making me insane! I get a couple spam comments a day, which may not seem like a lot, but it's enough to really annoy me. Even with Blogger's spam detector, I still have to check and delete those comments. It's irritating and it makes me cranky pants.

So what do you guys do? Do you just delete the spam? Do you get as much as I do? What the hail?

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Fleas. My house has fleas. I do not blame my roommate in any way. (Do you hear that, roomate? It's not your fault!) But it's been sucky and a pain in the ass.

First of all, my poor cats. They've never had fleas and they are miserable. I got them flea treatments and hopefully that helps, but they move into a new house and suddenly they're itchy and in pain, the poor things.

And even though I've sprayed the carpet with de-flea spray and sprayed my bed and washed all my bedding, they're still scared. Jeté won't get in my bed (which breaks my heart. we haven't cuddled in forever) and she won't walk on the carpet. She jumps around the room using the furniture. She hides in my closet mostly, sleeping on my dresser and she hasn't left my bedroom in days. It's heartbreaking.

A guy is supposed to come soon and spray or something (but I am concerned about the kitties breathing that), but we also need to get rid of these damn fleas! Any advice?

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This woman is a spitfire! I am in awe of her, truly.