So now I'm stuck...

So now I’m stuck…

Alright, so I decided to start this blog, but now there are so many decisions to make. What is this about? Is it about ponies or politics? Am I allowed to be a hodge-podge blogger?

I think that may be the best fit since my husband says I am a “bit” abstract random in my thinking. As in, his favorite thing to say to me is, “Julie, I am not in there with you. Could you start from the beginning of this story so we both understand the entire premise of the situation?”

He says this with love and patience – most of the time.

It really is amazing how two people that are so different could be in such a harmonious relationship.  One time we took a personality test that examined our relationship, and certain aspects of our character. The results came back that we needed professional help if we wanted to stay together. We both got a pretty good chuckle out of that one, since I can count on my one hand that number of knock-down, drag out fights we have had in our entire seven year relationship. I knew the moment I met him I was going to marry him. There was no way to convince me otherwise. And, while he won’t admit it, I’m pretty sure the same went for him, too.

Anyway, that was a sidebar that was not intended.

Let me introduce you to the rest of the characters that you may see frequenting my blogspace:

Otto the Orange Cat: (Ottobot, Ottobeans, Beans) –  Otto is the laziest and cuddliest of our felines.(Also the drooliest!)  He must be touching a human at all times if they are within his eyesight. And, if he doesn’t see one, he will seek one out, like heat seeking missile. The cat has been known to spoon us. I can’t make this stuff up.

Darwin: (Winnigan Finnigan, Finnigan, Fin-dito burrito, Knoxville) -  Darwin is rather impish. His pastimes involve finding plastic bags to chew on at 3 a.m., sleeping above my head and hogging the pillow and grooming Dan’s head,( Yes, Darwin lays above his head and grooms Dan). And, since he has thumbs he loves to open up the bottom drawer of the dresser and remove all of Dan’s socks or pull all the books off the bookshelf. Again, I can’t make it up. It all happens all day, every day, at the Massing house.

Moses Abraham: (Mo-zam-Squeaks, Squeakers, Moe-Moe, Steve-O )– This is our newest addition. I rescued him from certain death. He was a kitten who had been hanging around at the barn, and one day I found him very sick, so of course I rushed him to the vet; then called Dan sobbing about this poor kitten. He came to live in our bathroom “until he was better.” He never left and has been skipping out on rent ever since. If you ask me, he won the kitty lottery. He also duped us with the sweet, innocent cuddly ploy while he was sick. Now that he is himself, he is the BIGGEST trouble maker you could imagine. The feline is fearless and full of it.

And of course, Rosie. Also, know to some as Rosie the Riveter. She is my dear, sweet, 1,800 pound, Percheron draft horse. Horse people often say that you get one horse of a lifetime. The one you just mesh with. Rosie is mine. She just knows. We have had many adventures together, and while I am currently sidelined because of an injury, I am looking forward to many, many more. You will read about her often.

Well, I guess I wasn’t so stuck after all. Hmm, perhaps this will be easier than I originally thought. And, since I usually write while listening to some tunes, and love to share music with others, I’ll leave you with a clip of what’s on the IPod tonight.

Snow Patrol-Shut Your Eyes