Author Archives: Azeena

Christmas Meow

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The Tree

I just let Jean Claude off th back porch. I was in the kitchen cooking  and he went out to the porch pantry to play with some fake garland I got out of the garage for CCL’s house.    Of course I forg0t he was out there and  after I got my cooking supplies closed the porch door.  But he’s back in the house now.   JC and Roxie always enjoy  the Christmas holiday. They like the decorations and the music especially, Roxie. Last night I saw them cuddled together on the sofa just watching the Christmas lights.  Just quietly watching.   Today I had Bing Crosby singing “White Christmas” on the Ipod.  Both cats sat perfectly still just relaxing. .

Loneliness is Something You Do To Yourself

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For years I’ve identified as an “I” on the Briggs Myers Personality Scale but I also realize that I’m given to  too  some self centeredness and a  need to be alone.    Still, after a brief period of solititude and not welcoming people and places into my life I feel myself coming back.  Once again I am reaching out to people and things that I had pushed away or left in the background.    The late author Merle Shain was a Canadian author  I heard  years ago do an interview with Larry King on his radio show . Shain  wrote in her book  “When Lovers Are Friends ” that loneliness is something you do to yourself.    It has taken me years to understand that concept.    Lately I’ve watched my married friends more closely.  Some really do seem to like each other.  Some barely tolerate each other.  I watched this weekend as a married friend expressed her loneliness and bitterness in small, hostile ways to those attending a party at my house.    I realize it was not my job to save her.  She knew better than I…but not enough to take the “I” out of her equation .    It seemed to me that  that her husband  not “acting” right was not  the key  to her misery but  her own inability to love herself.    Love is something that must be expressed and revealed  to others with no conditions, otherwise it is anything but love.  I also realize that folks ought to like each other too in romantic partnerships.    Jean Claude and Roxie, a boy and a girl, are the best of friends.  They like their alone time and they give each other space to go and grow.  They also have different tastes – Jean Claude likes boxes and furry sticks.  Roxie likes laser toys and Mariah Carey.  Yet they have points of commonality such as   filtered water and scratching post boxes.  They show affection for each other often but often let  each other just be – without judgement  or fear of loneliness.

Box Theatre

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JC in The Box

CCL and I had a ball Friday night at the theatre.  We saw a rambunctious  musical version of  A Christmas Carol with songs covered from Broadway show tunes.   Big fun.  As most of you know CCL and I get plenty of entertainment from Jean Claude and Roxie too.    Of late I’ve kept the empty box from a JC Penney delivery in the living room for Jean Claude’s amusement.  After  I got home from the play I decided it was time to ditch the box.  Jean Claude followed me out to the backporch pantry and jumped inside of it.   Perhaps it’s the J.C. on the box.   His message  clearly “ditch the box and ditch me.”   The box  now rests in front of the fake fireplace in the basement.  Jean Claude spent time inside it  today.

Things That Go Bump In the Night

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I got no sleep last night.   Roxie and Jean Claude have a new Whisker City scratch box  which is contained inside a cardboard box with catnip.  All  night long I heard movement and loud noises. It sounded like someone was breaking into my  house.   Unfortunately I discovered the true situation this morning when I took my weary behind downstairs to get coffee.  Honestly I was too afraid to go downstairs before .   Apparently JC knocked the scratch box out of the cardboard box and spent last night and early, early this morning  trying to  fix the box or  get catnip out.  I guess most of the catnip is gone now.   Hopefully I’ll get sleep tonight.

Is it something I Said?

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Years ago Richard Pryor recorded an album “Is It Something I Said.”  The album cover is a classic and features  the comedian  tied to the stake  in front of a large  group of people dressed in hooded robes holding  flaming fire stakes. Very funny and very obvious.   Anger is an emotion we all experience.  An unpleasant emotion yet a necessary one to expel the poisons that can inflict the soul.    There are those who contain their anger as if it is something wrong in expessing it openly.   So much hidden anger.  As a cook I am aware that even a pot of food on simmer will eventually come to a boil.    But there are a lot of  flame throwers out there.   People  say things that are cloaked in thinly diguised rage.  The veiled compliment.  The query about your weight, height, sex, male friend or work life – with the added “You look tired. ” The poisonous fake concern.    I am lucky that there are people (and animals) in my life with healthy dispositions and a  sense of self.  It is important to surround oneself with TRUE people  who express themselves.   People  who are positive but  let you know where you stand  with them good or bad.  As humans we get on each others nerves but conflict is necessary.    Ultimately  true friends lift the spirits. Those who care ,whether close friends or business associates, offer more  with the candor in their everyday conversation than the curtain of a smile.