Tough It Out

Saturday night Steve and I stayed out at the bars a little later then we would have liked. We ran to the T stop only to arrive moments before the last train of the night pulled into the station. We counted ourselves lucky and settled in for the ride home. Funny thing about the last train of the night is that it has to wait at every station while they lock up so as to avoid anyone getting stuck in a closed down T station. We were ok for the first 2 stops by the time we got to third I knew we were in trouble. Too many beers had made their way to my kidneys and now needed to exit my body. I had to pee. As we rolled into the fourth stop I sat on my feet hoping that it would help the now painful urge. We sat on the still train as the station was locked up. When the train started to move again I had to pee so bad that I began to feel nauseous. As the T slowly made it's way into central square I told Steve there was no way I could make it home. We had to get off the last T or I would have to buy new pants.

So we jumped off and ran out the gate as the T officials stood waiting to lock up behind us. I ran up the stairs and frantically started to look for anywhere that I could go that would not end up with me having to pay a fine for public urination. We found a bar and ran to the bathroom that was thankfully empty and felt the sweet relief of getting rid of a 24 oz. beer.

A Letter to the Creepy Man in the T

Creepy Man in the T-
I don’t believe that you sell “spare change newspaper”. When I buy that paper from other people I actually get a paper to take with me. You just take money and walk away with the copy of the paper you are holding. I see you every day on my way to work. You walk up to everyone in the T stop and tell them you are selling a paper to help pay for breakfast for homeless people. I think you are just taking money. Stop asking me to “buy” your newspaper.

Also, don’t smoke in the T stop. At 6am no one wants to smell your cigarette smoke in the enclosed underground T. You are a jerk and you are breaking the law!

Also, I’m not sure why you wear large dark glasses while you walk around. You are not blind. You manage to find lots of people to walk up to and ask for money. You look like an idiot with them on while you are underground.

Sincerely Yours,
Maria

They Say It's Your Birthday

I seriously think that it won't matter if I'm turning 26 or 62 I will always get excited for my birthday. It's crazy to think that 26 years ago today after almost 24 hours of agonizing pain my mom gave birth to me. One second there is just a pregnant woman screaming and the next second there is another person in the room who is now screaming about being born.

Happy Birthday to me!

Piss and Vinegar

Our cat Moose is a free cat. He comes and goes as he pleases. There are a few perks to this: no litter box to clean, no mice around the house, and an overall happy cat. There is also a few bad things about this: a dirty cat, dead animals in the house, and the occasional “other” cat who comes in the cat door.

There is a brown and black Mainecoon that has been entering our house with increasing frequency. It started out as every few months he would pop up, then monthly, now it is about twice a week. It’s usually late at night when we are either sleeping with Moose in the bed room or in the evening when we are watching TV. So for last few weeks we’ve been awoken by Moose screeching at the foreign cat in our house. Then last night we were once again awoken both by Moose sounding the alarm and also a very unpleasant smell. Apparently one of the cats (Steve thinks it’s the intruder) peed in the house to mark territory.

As I have found out, the pee that cats pee to mark their territory is a special kind of pee. It’s almost straight ammonia and one of the most difficult smells to get out. We found a website that stays that apple cider vinegar will remove the smell from rugs and bleach (with water) will take the smell out of wood work. So we have now washed down the rugs, and walls, and now are working on the couch with oxyclean. I’ve also made cookies to cover up the smell and it seems like it is getting better. Or at least we tell ourselves that until we leave and come back and smell the stink again.