Siamese Cats are CRAZY, I TELL YOU !!!

So, it's 100 degrees here, how 'bout you ??

The last 3 summers it has not been consistantly this hot , but I have air conditioned the Cattery anyway. With a small window unit. For those who don't know what a cathouse is, it's a 10 by 20 foot insulated metal building, with wood floors, windows, and a 12 foot screened porch coming off one end. The cattery is in the sun all day, the cat porch is in the shade. We currently have 6 female cats in need of adoption living in the cattery.
Anyhoo, every year I'd run that air conditioner, even tho my power bill would shoot over $300. But they never would be inside. They'd be outside, on the cat porch, afraid a squirrel would run by to close and they wouldn't get to watch the maniacal Chihuahuas chase it.
So, I took the little air conditioner for my stock room. I do work up quite a sweat in there ironing and starching those full skirted 50's dresses, ya know.
Today, after an Arby's run, I felt the need to refill the water trough out there, and pet a few kitties in the shade of the porch.
BUT NAY ! EVERY ONE of them came running out of the cattery thru their little swinging door...and I kid you not, it has to be every bit of 120 degrees in there.
It's proven: Siamese cats are so stubborn they will try to bend Mother Nature to their collective wills .
I came inside, where it's nice and cool, and on my couch, all balled up in a faux fur throw, were the Housecats, like I had the house cooled to Iceburg levels. NOT !!! It's 75 in here.
I don't know what's up. This past winter, we had a few cold nights where it went down to below freezing, and I'd stumble out to the cattery to check the heat, and , yes, you guessed it, they'd be on the cat porch.....right out in the cold. With the inside all nice and toasty, with little padded cat beds.
I give up. Help me. Does anyone want to adopt a very stubborn Siamese female With Issues? I have 4 .....I drop one in the mail to you, Priority.

In the meantime, check out my top 4 new items that had to be hidden from prying Siamese eyes :

GIGANTIC lucite egg necklace pendant vintage (they had thought of making this a neat Cat Toy)
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=6287765

DISCO WINE vintage dress S M : (neato, that smooth poly would be SWEET on the claws)
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=6284549

vintage groovy halter top MOD 60s cotton XS S M hippie (small enough for 10 cats to try and lie on it at once)
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=5889312

COSPLAY vintage costume dress satin sequins (Ahhh...noo, no vet trips today for undigested sequins)
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=6261402

THIS is why my stock room has a big huge brass lock on the top top of the door!

Pentecostal Childhood Memories

We were raised Church of God. Ye Olde Tyme Church of God, back when you were gonna bust Hell wide open if you wore makeup, pants, or a ring. (they are more liberated now).

I wouldn't take anything for it. We totally looked forward to Church, cause you never
knew what was gonna happen.

Like the time Sister Gloria fell out in the Spirit. She had this big old beaded barrette in her beehive hairdo (you could wear bejeweled hair ornaments), and when her head smacked the floor, it busted, and beads went rolling way back down the aisle. You should have seen us kids running for those beads like candy thrown at Mardi Gras. ( not that I"ve ever been)

It was always loud, so we could talk to our friends and not get pinched, like those poor Baptist kids. You could even fart and only smell it, and gross out your friends. Sometimes when i played the organ, I would rip one and get a giggle at how it vibrated off of the vinyl bench.

Brother David would get to running in the Spirit, and make several rounds all over the church, burning rubber around those corners,and never once open his eyes. Now that's real, people.

I loved the music, we had drums, organ, piano, several guitars, you could feel that beat in your chest . "I"ll Fly Away " was the rockinest. (again, I pity the poor Baptist kids, with only the dry piano) .

It was fun to invite your friends, and not warn them, and see them shaking in thier shoes......and NOT from the Holy Ghost, either.

When you go the Church Giggles,it was OK, you could bow your head and pretend you were Touched. .........Except Daddy could always tell, and we fairly often got spankings on Sundays.

Once our little Foster brother, who came from a heathen drug using mother , got in trouble. I think he was about 2. Mama took him out to spank him in the foyer, and we could hear him yelling "FOK YOU , MAMAW , FOK YOU !!!!" (he couldn't talk plain, and called our Mama Mamaw)

Yep, we all ended up getting whipped that day.

We were preacher's daughters, so it was up to us to set An Example. We Set An Example all right.......on how to sneak jeans to school and get them on in 5 seconds after deboarding the bus........and THROW those culottes in that bag!

The worst thing we ever did was sneaking a whoopie cushion into the funeral home when Daddy was preaching the funeral.

DUDE, that was FUN !!! And even Mama got tickled beyond all control. She WAS NOT setting an Example. And when we got home, we got tte switching! and she laughed harder than we did!

Fond memories........except for Foot Washing night.

In the Bible Jesus washed the feet of the disciples to show his love and humility, so every once in a while the churhc would have A Foot Washing. It was such a hard decision to make for a kid: do you stay in the sanctuary to see that water splash when they got to dancing in it, risking getting called up there and having to wash some skank adult feet? or do you just fake the squirts and hang out in the bathroom? I could always time it just right, and see the drama , but take off for that potty at the first sign of a wet-footed adult heading my way. My sisters weren't so lucky. They have horror stories of corns, and yellow , wet toenails.

I had such a good childhood. Really, it was.

In honor of my Pentecostal Raising, I have a new vintage dress up for sale. You can view it at http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=6229188. NOT recommended for a Foot Washing, it doesn't have enough running room.

Good night, and God BLess. and find a Pentecostal church Sunday morning, it just might grow on you!

www.bamabelle.etsy.com

fokking blogspot

so, how many accounts does a girl have to create to get that damn post to blog button to appear? NOT KEWL ! More confusing than Myspace !
I had a totally rockin' post all saved in my mind.....now it's gone with my wind.

Will have to wait til that Ambien kicks in now.