that's exactly what it's supposed to look like!

i like that commercial. it makes me laugh...

and please for the love of god. if your md looks like dr. mcdreamy, go here for a chance for you and your hot doc to be personal guests of universal studios and *shock* meet patrick dempsey.


cuz that's all you have to look forward to in your life.

bonjour, montreal!

so i'm finally getting around to posting about my montreal trip, which was - despite being cut slightly tainted by the cat-capades of napoleon - quite nice.
i got to spend some much needed catching up time with my cousin sabs ...

we wandered around down a street in the city and found this cool little boutique with funky shades, belt buckles and those shirts that you can customize with one of their many iron on decals.
we tried on some crazy shades and i got some pics... check those retro frames - you know you want some.




br got a sexy pair of aviators... i'm a sucker for a mirrored lens folks, call me crazy but something about the whole backwater sherif look gets me all hot and bothered... or maybe it's just my man... ;) i do know how to pic them... if i do say so myself. and i do. cuz i just did.

anyway. we didn't get to explore as much as i would have liked, although even without seeing the entire city i pretty much fell in love with it. something about the old era feel juxtaposed with the technology of today... the colours just popped for me.

then we got to visit my family... (who might also have something to do with my love affair with the city... cuz they're so close)...

this is my nana (hey nana! holla!)... i guess you'd call her the matriarch of the leblanc family (for those just tuning in... that means "the white" in french... please hold questions and comments til the end). we got there on moving day - she's staying in an old folks home and they're changing the floors or something. fascinating.

those places make me uncomfortable... i hope i don't end up in one... lotta old folks sorta just sitting around and waiting for someone to push them down the hallway or staring blankly at a tv screen hoping your pills will come soon... *shudder*... to the people that work there? more power to ya...

alright... alright... blogger's being pre-menopausal so i'm freakin going to leave it here and finish this post again soon...

- to be continued...

kitty porn for miss k...

enjoy the show ladies! meet rosie... shes my nana's cat: but since nana is in a home she's stayin at my aunt's house with her sister bada bing:

yea... look at that kitty... she's named after i think, the strip joint or something like that from the sopranos... she's a sluty girl, loves attention and long walks on the beach.

that's right, make lurve to the camera...

the best part is these two are so freakin docile... my aunt's got this huge rotweiler named max and they sorta just... "yea... alright buddy. you're big, we know it..."

"that's the good stuff.... o.... yea..."

picture of an invalid...

please, stand aside and gawk at own risk:
he has a scar above his left eye... see it? and his little paw has a bandage on it where they put the iv in his little arm.
this is what poor kitty looks like now... after the wretched surgery that gave him the ability to limp around without fear of being ostracised by his peers.
however, he will continue to be ridiculed as he has patches of missing fur all over his little body. cats are vain creatures you know... and he is very pathetic looking so... fodder for the other kitties penchant for poking fun.
"please pitty me and my collar. send fury mini mice and pounce treats c/o the humans. or take out the dog - i'll make the price on his head it worth your while..."

*breaking news*

the kitty was dismissed from hospital late last night into the welcoming arms of two concerned parents...
injuries were minor, only a scar to the facial area and right hip dislocation. he's on pain medication but it will run out in two days and must receive surgery on his hip by that time.

currently, napoleon is resting peacefully in his crate, however, he is desperate to wander around and reclaim his territory.

we decided to bring earl home today so napoleon could rest a bit... and when naps was sitting in my lap and saw the doggie, he gave me the filthiest look, as if to say, "i thought we were rid of that... that... that thing"...

earl just got bigger.

we thank you internets, for your kind words and support. it's nice to know we aren't the only one's being asked to assume the position on this. seriously, i almost walked into the vet's office backwards. "would you recognise me better if i dropped trou? know me now? yea... that's it."

i have pictures but being me, i misplaced the cord to the camera and i won't be able to download them until such time as i relocate that particular cord... wherever it may be.

and it takes a turn for the worse

so interweb... i have news.

it's all shocking.

we decided last week to run out to montreal for the weekend to visit my family. that's where we are now... in montreal... at my cousin's house (pictures forth coming...) it's a beautiful city and we'd totally live here if the people weren't so crazy and freakin rude... hello? it's called excuse me? god.

anyway. we had to leave the animals with my best friend. she's a good babysiter. however, unfortunately, naps was his dear old adventurous self and somehow fell from her seven story apartment... :( yes people... i'm absolutely freakin devestated becaues i'm over 9 hours away from my little man and i can't be there to see him or hold him or touch him or reasure him to let him know everything is okay...

the vet has assured me that he's cautiously optomistic (yea. that makes me feel great huh?) and that there's no air in his chest cavity, no broken ribs, no damage to his bladder, etc... doesn't seem like too much damage to his brian but he had a nose bleed and a mark on his forehead and his hip is dislocated. i'm devestated i can't say it enough. i've been crying all freakin evening.

to make matters worse, the fucking (yea it deservses that language)... 24 hour vet has decided that they need $1500 deposit and that we might have to pay between $2200 and $3000 all together in the end. is that ridiculous? i think so... i feel i might have to take this mother fuckers to the better business bureau or something. i'd sue but i don't have the money.

i really just want my naps to be okay but really? kick me when i'm down like that? come on? can't i at least get a good bye kiss or something? i swear... i'm going to walk into that place backwards and bent over... "know how i am? recognise me now? yea? you remember that... take it me... assume the position and take it like a man.... yea you know me now."

i'm going to have to take a loan out but my kat is worth it... my baby is worth it... :(