The Rosie Bee

Starring Grizzy and Sophie

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Sophie and Grizzy on St. Patrick's Day blanket

Crashed out from too much merry-making.

Irish or not, we wish you a very happy St. Patrick’s day!

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Thrifty Thursday begins!

I love thrifting. I love the hunt. I know it’s not really a verb, but I love the browse, even when I’m not “hunting” for anything. You never know what treasures you’ll find. Like this beauty:

Cat painting with creepy eyes

“I See You”

I like a lot of the images in this painting. They’re really well done, and I dig the groovy’70s, Bob Ross “You can be a painter, too!” vibe. It’s a great study! But those eyes…aw, man…

It stayed at the store. ๐Ÿ™‚


Our Secret Paws arrived!


Sophie is excited to open her packages!

Sophie is excited to open her packages!

I took some pictures with my camera, which I’ll upload tomorrow. Consider this a little sneak peek. We all loved the gifts. ๐Ÿ™‚ And check out that wrapping paper! I love it.

This week and next will likely be a little slim as far as posts go, but rest assured that we have some good things brewin’ for 2015. I can’t believe it’s almost here!



Happy belated Thanksgiving! I hope you all had a wonderful day, regardless of whether you celebrate the American holiday. I had a really nice time at my sister’s house. I come from a big family, and I oftentimes feel like the black sheep of the family, so sometimes family events like that can be a bitย stressful. This was nice because it was the first year we were ever at my sister’s house, and if there is a sibling I would choose to spend time with, it’s my sis. ๐Ÿ™‚

I am also so thankful for these two little nuggets:

Holiday mash-up (with added nap).

Holiday mash-up (with added nap).

I went out the day after Thanksgiving and picked up this lovely fleece-y throw blanket (the one the cats are on). It’s covered with paw prints, and the paws are hearts. So sweet. And comfy! I also put up some of my Christmas blankets, and started packing away my Halloween/Thanksgiving blankets. I got as far as folding them up.

I’m sure I sound like a lot of people, but I can hardly believe the year is almost over. I’m feeling introspective already. It’s been a year of transition, I would say. Definitely a good year.

Totally unrelated, Thanksgiving and all the family stuff had me thinking about dating sites. Wait, let me back up. While I am comfortable and happy with my life, sometimes I think it’d be nice to find “the one.” And sometimes, like during holiday events, I feel awkward because my well-meaning family makes comments about this. So I decided to check out a dating site, even though I am extremely uncomfortable putting all that information out there. (Here, not so much; it seems like a safer community. :))

I got through all the goofy questions and tried to find a decent photo and then I see the price: $60! I’m not a skinflint but come on. So the profile will remain unactivated and I’m sure I’ll now be spammed from here until eternity from said dating site, lol.

Any of you have any dating site experiences you’d care to share, good or bad? Am I silly for feeling uncomfortable with it?


Friday Fun

I love thrifting, and sometimes I find the most…interesting things. Like this:

Adorable cat artwork.

Adorable cat artwork.

I didn’t have a spot for it in my home, but I’m sure someone has scooped it up and given it a place of honor in their abode. ๐Ÿ™‚


Happy Halloween!

I wasn’t able to get a picture of them both by a pumpkin (at the same time) this year, but here is one of my favorite pics of them. ๐Ÿ™‚

Happy Halloween!



A change in perspective

Sophie girl.

My sweet girl.


My little G.

Monday was one of those days. I was reeling from some bad stuff that happened during the weekend: I needed some car repairs, and in looking at that, a friend pointed out that my tires were completely bald! Goodbye, money!

Now, I have the means to get it fixed, which is good. But the logistics of getting rentals, or rather, getting a ride to the rental place stirs up some uncomfortable feelings for me. (I feel like I’ve been the “independent kid” in my family, and perhaps that’s why when I need help, it often seems like it’s not there. Maybe because they think, “Oh, she’ll figure something out.)

Then I realized my TMJ had been hurting all day and was getting worse. It hurt to open my jaw even an inch. This is very scary for me, as I locked my jaw for three-plus weeks four years ago. It was extremely painful, cost me a lot of money, and more than anything else, was terrifying as the weeks went on with no change. I was told I might have to consider surgery. Thankfully, my orthodontist helped me out with a couple tweaks to my retainers. (I still say a prayer of thanks for him every once in a while!!)

There were a few other things that happened, which I forget. But that is good in a way. You see, as I drove home I decided I needed to try and relax to help my jaw. I think the light traffic helped, because I noticed I was calmer. I thought, “I’ve got to try and see the positive.” And suddenly, I did.

  • I had to run some errands after work, so I started with the pet store. I got some litter and food and what do you know! The Litter Genie that I had planned on saving up for was on sale for half price!
  • Then I went to the hardware store. There was a lone cart outside, so I pushed it in. The clerk who greeted me looked SO happy and surprised that someone pushed the cart in! Her smile made my day.
  • I was at the store to get some screws (ha) and the guy who helped me was SO nice. He found the ones I needed in about 0.2 seconds. (And trust me, there were dozens. It was a sea of screws.)
  • When I got home, lugging my litter, Litter Genie, and assorted other bags from the car, my neighbor saw me from inside and opened the door for me.

These were all “big-little” things: small gestures that are often overlooked but make such a huge difference in how you feel, when you stop to pay attention.

And let me tell you, there is nothing better than coming home after a yucky day and seeing my two furbabies running around. Well, Grizzy does the flop-and-stretch so I can give him a good rub-down, and Sophie headbutts me and runs around in circles.

At the end of the day, I see I am very blessed, and I am so thankful for that.



Ha, ha, ha.

One thing I’ve been doing a lot of lately is painting. I’ve painted a desk and then I decided to paint my file cabinet, so it would match.

Painted file cabinet and desk

The finished pair.

I’m very pleased with how they turned out! The desk was originally a natural wood color with some awesome natural-wood patterned contact paper on the top of it. The file cabinet was originally black. The file cabinet was interesting, as that was metal and I’ve never painted metal before. I had planned to use spray paint, but I had leftover paint from the desk so I used that. I replaced the drawer pulls and voila! Very bright furniture!

Grizzy is mewing for me, so I will keep this short. More kitty pictures coming soon!



A cool gift


Some years back, my friend Rene gifted me with this adorable cross-stitch. I loved it, but I packed it away during a move figuring “I’ll put it up soon!”

Well, I found it recently (carefully packed away, lol) and I was so touched seeing it. How could I have known that I would adopt not one, but two black kitties? It’s just so perfect. It’s also very special to me because now that I’m done with school (read: I can save money again!), I’m thinking about buying a place. Granted, it won’t happen tomorrow, as I’m trying to be responsible about it, but it’ll happen. Looking at this is so motivating. It also means a lot because I’ve had times in my life where I’ve thought “Will I ever have a life that I’m really happy with? Will I ever have a place to come home to that I absolutely love?” While I don’t own a home (yet), I can honestly say that both those things are true. I feel very fortunate and blessed. Looking at this makes me sit in awe of how things work out. Some years ago, I could have never envisioned myself here, a family with my two black kitties. It’s very humbling to think about it all. It also motivates me to be thankful every day, and to keep cultivating a future I love.


Tough conversations

Something happened today that really bothered me. It was a conversation at lunch. Now, I wasn’t feeling great to begin with, but this really frustrated me.

I was talking with a couple people, one who has cats, another who had a cat but doesn’t currently have cats. The person with cats mentioned that one if her cats swats at the other cat. “Oh, get her declawed!” said the currently-without-cats person.

Now, I’m against declawing, but I know people make their own decisions for various reasons. I also know that say, 10 or even five years ago there wasn’t as much info out there as there is now concerning declawing versus not declawing. So I try to look at all the facts and not make snap judgments. But this woman’s attitude…It was the way she said, “Oh, get her declawed!” It was like, “Oh, you are CRAZY for not having her declawed already!”

I mentioned that mine weren’t declawed and it hadn’t caused any problems and I was told, “Yeah, well, that’s a rarity.” Then I calmly said, “You know it’s an amputation.” I immediately got an eye roll, a hand wave and a p’shaw. “Oh, it’s a surgery. They’re fine in a day or two.” At this point I was just speechless. I tried to be factual and keep the emotion out of it, but her dismissive, entitled attitude blew me away. It only got worse from there. She had to get them declawed because she had very expensive furniture and can you imagine if they had scratched it?

(I frankly can’t imagine how this person had kids!)

It was so upsetting. And the cats that she was suggesting get declawed are three years old. I am going to chat with the cat person, who is considering declawing, tomorrow when we can talk one-on-one–without that other person and her attitude. It really felt like she wanted to start a fight! Ugh.

I guess I’m just a protective cat mom. Speaking of which–and to end this on a positive note!–you know you are a total cat mom when you reach for something in your purse and you pull out a mouse. ๐Ÿ™‚