Ridiculous/Awesome

This:

Plus these:

Plus this:

= What I drove behind the entire route to work this morning. This woman was like a giant stick of Bubblelicious on two wheels. I was about to say that there wasn't even a photo to illustrate the best part of her ensemble, but then I searched on a whim and found it:

Yessiree Bob, ladies and gentlemen, that is a bona-fide motorcycle helmet con artificial pigtails. Wow.

So I followed her for 33 blocks on this thing (she was actually making pretty decent time) and this is how my thoughts progressed:

Blocks 1-5: "Ugh, pink, eew"

Blocks 6-15:"Well, she certainly did commit to a theme, I'll give her that."

Blocks 16-22: "She's kind of awesome."

Blocks 23-30:"She must get about 300 miles per gallon on that thing."

Blocks 31-33:"I'm a huge jerk for driving a car and I'm probably responsible for global warming."

If I got a Vespa, though, it would be pale blue:

Mmmmm, pretty and efficient.You all know I'd be hell-on-wheels on that thing.

A Cat is not a Doggie

So, the cat's gone. After a week-and-a-half of trying really hard to like her; we just couldn't make it work, but hey, at least I learned a really expensive lesson: I'm not a cat person. They're just too damn smart. I don't like the way that they look at me and seem to know exactly what's going on and how to get what they want out of the situation. I much prefer a doggie mindset, which is more along the lines of "LOOOOVE. PET. OOOOHHH, TREAT! WALK WALK! LOOOOVE!" Granted, she was very sweet as far as cats go and I was glad that we were able to get her out of the Humane Society and into a nicer foster home, but I'm just more able to love and take care of this:

(This would be little-Sadie-face as a wee pup)

than this:

Granted, kitty wasn't mean or ugly as this guy, but she did hiss at me a few times which hurt my feelings. And the final episode where she clawed and headbutted her way out of the cardboard carrying box as I took her to her new foster home didn't do anything to endear her memory to me. I really did like her, though, and she's a very nice cat and I hope she goes to a home where she's loved since I wasn't able to provide that.

Also, she was expensive.

So, no more animals for a while. I'm not ready to be a mommy to anything with a heartbeat for for a number of years (on the upside: my houseplant fatality rate is down at 1.5 casualties out of seven total--RIP Pocahontas the Palm, and I have to admit that Pancho the Dragon Tree looks like he's not long for this world.)

P.S. When will spring happen? I hope at least by the summer equinox.