Update:

    Okay, I know what you guys are thinking... and I know that it is not quite Autumn yet... but I happened to feel a slight breeze outside today that reminded me so much of it... and well.. I've decided that it IS fall in my world.

     Notice the new header, background, and playlist. (Yes, I know it's full of classical music, but something about Danny Elfman + Tim Burton sends the cool shivers of Autumn up my spine.) Anyways, hope you guys enjoy it. If you don't feel free to tell me so... but I'm not sure that I'll change it, ha ha.

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    Anyways, today was the day that Tim and I went up to Jefferson State in Hoover to settle the Financial aid business... and guess what we accomplished.... NOTHING. They told me that they had to "make corrections to my file" which means that they "screwed up"... okay, so no quotation marks are needed there and I totally just used them for emphasis, sue me.

     After hour two-hour wait in the crowded lobby (and I'm talking wall-to-wall) and our 15 second talk with advisor, we headed down to the books-a-million. Here's Tim with his fancy Queen of Hearts costume and his snoring pig. He may be a little... unique at times, but he's certainly never boring. He was such a good boyfriend today, and helped me through all the traffic. he even accompanied me into the advisor's office to help me remember all the questions that I had.

     In other news, Poochie is growing up. He's still the crazy kitty that he's always been, but now he's a rambunctious teen. That means that he's slowly started sleeping in his own room (the living room) and has started doing more grown up things. He still kisses Tim and me and still likes to play a few of the games that he liked to play in his younger days (you know, a couple of months ago). Even though I miss his kitty-hood.... as a parent, I'm so proud of him for turning out so well :')

Here he is, taking one of his big boy Catnaps (in the living room):

   

     I really don't look forward to having him neutered, even though, I must admit, that I don't want grandkids. I don't think he's ready for that kind of responsibility, and I'd end up taking more care of them than he would anyways, so certain actions must be taken. ;)