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8 December 2007 22:30I'm watching Starship Troopers - for the first time I might add. I know that seems hard to believe; they show it every other week on the syndicated channels. But really, never read the book, never saw it in the theater, always bypassed it on TV until tonight. What a weird movie. Is it a cult film now? Is everyone deliberately overacting or are they really that bad? Oh my God, it's Michael Ironside! As the badass lieutenant. Of course it's Michael Ironside; he owns these kinds of roles. I'm still very confused about this movie, though. It really makes no sense, but now I'm committed to watching it through until the finish. I'm thinking of it as penance for all of my past sins.
Moving on. Mark and I took Jane and Chloe into the vet this morning to get their rabies and distemper shots. Chloe handled it with aplomb, but poor sweet Janie was scared and clingy. Both the vet and the tech fell in love with her, and I can't say that I blame them. I asked if they wanted her as their new office cat, and they didn't really say no. They didn't say yes, either, but they didn't say no. What they did say was that just before we got there, another client was asking them if they knew of any gray kittens available for adoption. Jane! Jane is your kitten! The vet said she thought that the woman was probably looking for a baby kitten, but Janie is only 6 months old, which is still very kittenish. The vet said she'd pass along our number and give Jane high praise for being the little sweetie that she is. Everyone cross their fingers that our girl gets her own home soon.
We dropped the kitties off home, then Dar and I ran some more errands. By the time we got home, I was toast. Dar was still going strong, though, so she started tracking down the Christmas decorations and then jumped into the cookie and candy making. Oh, man. She makes these chocolate truffles with Irish whiskey (poteen?) that is just to die for. She's also become really good at baking gluten-free goodies. She did a test batch of gingerbread cookies that are just incredibly yummy. Oh yeah . . . it's beginning to taste a lot like Christmas :)
Moving on. Mark and I took Jane and Chloe into the vet this morning to get their rabies and distemper shots. Chloe handled it with aplomb, but poor sweet Janie was scared and clingy. Both the vet and the tech fell in love with her, and I can't say that I blame them. I asked if they wanted her as their new office cat, and they didn't really say no. They didn't say yes, either, but they didn't say no. What they did say was that just before we got there, another client was asking them if they knew of any gray kittens available for adoption. Jane! Jane is your kitten! The vet said she thought that the woman was probably looking for a baby kitten, but Janie is only 6 months old, which is still very kittenish. The vet said she'd pass along our number and give Jane high praise for being the little sweetie that she is. Everyone cross their fingers that our girl gets her own home soon.
We dropped the kitties off home, then Dar and I ran some more errands. By the time we got home, I was toast. Dar was still going strong, though, so she started tracking down the Christmas decorations and then jumped into the cookie and candy making. Oh, man. She makes these chocolate truffles with Irish whiskey (poteen?) that is just to die for. She's also become really good at baking gluten-free goodies. She did a test batch of gingerbread cookies that are just incredibly yummy. Oh yeah . . . it's beginning to taste a lot like Christmas :)
