John Mora Cat.

Mother of God and all that is holy in the universe, it is in the very wee hours of the morning and I have been up for hours. I watched one day end and another one begin and still I am sitting here stubbornly glued to the screen, my fingers poised over the keyboard and my brain deluded into thinking it is a totally different time of day and not thinking it ought to go to sleep at all. Yes, it is true, my built in biological clock has gone completely bonkers and is so out of kilt that it now thinks I only need short one hour naps to get through the 24 hours that make up my day and night.

It is interesting to see under which conditions I write my best post. Right now my brain is slightly anesthetized by coffee and chocolate milk and I am actually in need of some nutrition, the kind that comes in the shape of cookies with chocolate bits in them, but we don’t have any of those in supply, so I must come up with an equally satisfying alternative. While my brain is considering the alternative options, I will just sit here and drink my decaf and write down my thoughts. Pickles! Nah…

Your Love Element Is Metal

In love, you inspire and respect your partner. For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience. You attract others with wit and a bit of flash. Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you. Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life. You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past. You connect best with: Earth Avoid: Fire You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other

What Element Is Your Love?

I just threw that in, because for a minute there I didn’t know what else to do. My mind took a momentary break and then I go to this site and take random tests. The thing is, that they are very easy to do and there is no wrong answer and the outcome doesn’t matter, because they could tell you anything and you would just have to believe it or not. It’s all for fun.

While I was blog surfing earlier, one blogger challenged me to another Book Meme, but now I can”t remember who it was and, besides, I have already done two and I don’t know if I am up to doing three of them and tagging more people. Maybe if I had a book in Swedish or Norwegian I would do it, because that would be a challenge for you as well as for me.

My sister and I have been walking the dogs around the pond every day this week when she hasn’t had to work, so old Jesker and I have been getting our exercise. I love the way Jesker ambles along as we make our way down the path through the trees. He is such a low to the ground dog and he sort of shuffles along with his nose to the ground, never looking up, but always inhaling all the different scents he picks up. He is indistractible and only has his mind on two things and that is sniffing and leaving his scent on bushes and trees, until not another drop comes out and he lifts his leg for naught. He doesn’t plan ahead carefully enough.

Yesterday, Eduard and I totally ignored the fact that it was Valentine’s Day and that was not hard to do, because we are not bombarded with commercials to buy your loved ones diamond rings or boxes of heart shaped chocolates. I haven’t been downtown, so I don’t know if the shop windows paid special attention to the fact that it was Valentine’s day, but generally, not a big deal is made out of it, although I can see how this idea of making a big production out of it will blow over from America and all the merchants will want to make a good penny out of it and cease the day. All these holidays blow over from America and we have to start celebrating them too, such as Santa Claus at Christmastime and Halloween and the Easter Bunny. It’s not as if we don’t have our own perfectly good holidays. It’s a shame to see it happen, why do we have to give up our own traditions to celebrate artificially imported ones?

I just realized, that I am not being very funny and I think that is because I am actually getting a little bit tired, which is good, because it means that in a little while, I will go back to bed and hopefully sleep several hours, she said optimistically. It is really nice that I can do this, because Eduard has been walking Jesker in the morning, so that I am able to sleep my funny schedule. Ah, you see, there is something humorous about me after all.

Flowerpot has been receiving awards and has been placing them on her blog with an open invitation to anyone to take them if they want one. How do you feel about that? I commented to her that she should take the time to hand them out, because otherwise they lose their value and I don’t think as a rule people will give themselves awards. I being the exception yesterday. We either take these awards seriously and appreciate them for what they are when they are bestowed upon us, or it is a free for all and they have no value whatsoever. I think there must be some guidelines about that, a sort of awards etiquette.

Well, after giving that some serious thought, I do want to end it on a lighter note and tell you that it has been bloody cold here the past two days. We’ve actually had to wear extra layers of clothing, and our scarves and gloves, and still we are cold. I am sure that this is nothing compared to what you people in the Midwest are going through, but then again, you are probably a hardier breed, as you are all descendants of tough Scandinavian farmers, aren’t you? You probably go out in your T-shirts in a blizzard and wear sandals when it is snowing. I consider myself to be an expert on the Midwest, because I’ve read Lake Woebegone Days. Small town America and I’ve read Main Street. I even have an aunt who used to live in Des Moines, Iowa. She now lives in Oregon, which I think is much wiser.

Okay, now I am going to sto
p and take some nice pills and find some good food to eat and shuffle it into my eager mouth. I am also going to make a very tall glass of hot milk. Oh, goody, what a treat! Man, it’s amazing the things that I can get happy about in my middle age.

You have yourselves a really nice day now and I hope you have all slept well. Ciao…