Things are getting better, truly they are. As Winston Churchill said: “If you are going through Hell, keep going.” I did and and do. And will. Some things are better. Â The change was necessary. This new change is necessary too. I would just like to stop being angry. I would …
It is for my own good. It is for my family’s good. I am trying to be good, to be better. My definition of that is different from yours. It is good for me to let you go. It is good that we can no longer be, whatever it was that …
My family are the ones who spend time within these walls. The tall nervous girl, eager to please so sensitive and kind. The Man who always looks me in the eye and has walked with me through dark times and bright. These strange feline folk who have always loved unconditionally. …
Em and I had a reading day not too long ago. We both hung out in our PJs and read Divergent. She with a paperback, me with my kindle. Her reading is way more sustained since she got glasses so we literally spent all day reading and talking about what …
The thing is that there’s always an underlying tension. You’re only ever one wrong word away from it all going wrong. You can never relax. If you don’t give  the due respect or adoration, or if you disagree , or whatever tiny trigger sets  them off, then you get at …
Sweet Bartleby, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. My ever present boyo. He follows me upstairs, he’s there when I’m sick. He comforts me and is my Siamese shadow. For a siamese guy he doesn’t talk much and he’s very different from the Siamese I’ve had before…but then all cats …
It’s a box with a cat in it, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. They are like cat traps you know? If you needed to trap a cat, put a box down, you don’t even need food. I think paper attracts them faster.
A while back I decided to learn html. A long while ago. I’ve built my websites myself for years until one day I paid a friend to do so because, well, because it was a good thing to do. And I’ve traded building my site for  things as well, because …
It has been a long winter.  A very long winter. There have been actual feet of snow. There have been too many inches of ice. Many missed days of school and work.  I think it is 11 or 12 now.  What you see in these pictures isn’t actually snow, it’s …
Oh I’ve been stewing on this for awhile.  I’m sick of being underestimated because I’m nice. Or because I’m quiet. Because I surely am the former but not so much the latter. Well If you know me. If you don’t or if Iâ€m in a situation I’m not fully …
Em speaks with Haru, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. In our family, all the cats talk. Of course they meow, mip, meeyup and purr (or chuff) but they also speak human. Yes they do. They always have. Even if it sounds like their voices (and they are all distinct) …
Haru sleeps, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. Oh I’m trying this photo a day thing and I’m being moderately successful. You will see many pictures of cats and probably more food than I’ve ever photographed because 1) I am not a photographer, I just like taking pictures 2) Our …
Em’s phrases: Derp Hee in your sauce Cheese Bus Flails away into the sun You can’t fight the Homestuck (shudder) Do you Ship that? OTP!!! She’s starting to get a bit embarrassed about pictures now. My kind, smart, gorgeous girl.Â
Snow Night, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. School is cancelled tomorrow, still waiting to hear about work . It was a pretty, snowy day snuggled in with the family.
4/365 Paws for Snuggling, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. I have a circulation and temperature thing (have had my whole life) and my hands and feet get very very cold and don’t get warm again. So sometimes I wear gloves (and socks/slippers) even under blankets. I had finished things …
Bartleby Raises the Roof, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. My sweet boyo in the the new cat tree. It’s a little shorter than I/they like it to be but he surely looks cute in there.
Fotor, a photo by jyllianm on Flickr. 2/365 What some evenings look like in the winter. When I say I’m cold J tells me to ‘throw another cat on there.’ I’ve had 4 out of 5 but by that point I’m roasting. Zack enjoys placing himself in the most uncomfortable …
1/365 Eating black eyed peas on New Years is a Southern tradition. One of my sweet memories of a good friend, Matt, is when he brought black eyed peas to a New Years party in San Francisco—giving us both a shared language in the midst of living elsewhere. Funny I …
