IHOP Girl: Einstein: E=MC^2

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Einstein: E=MC^2

I did something today that I didn't mean to do...

It's not my fault!

It was love ;-)

Okay, well I knew my mother would fall in love.

Isn't he precious? I don't know why the sound on my camera didn't work, but my sister is there chilling with us, and telling me I have to get rid of him before I want to keep him!!

Since he will be my parent's cat my Dad named him Einstein, which is only technical seeing as any family pet of ours has a million names. We can call him Dr. E; Eini; my dad wants Flash as a nickname; and MC. Hehe, we'll see...We got our visit to the vet over with, and he wouldn't stop purring when the vet was trying to listen to his heart and lungs. We (including the vet) just laughed, and the vet charted "motor running fine".

Poor Polly (our other cat) hates the baby, and the baby is scared of the dog...When they get used to each other I'll be taking him to WOT.

I guess I should tell you how I happened upon him. I had the intention of dropping by the animal shelter to volunteer for a little on my way to get emission testing on the car. The emissions test didn't happen. While working in the cat room I usually don't visit with the kittens because the get adopted so quickly. Today I was petting the adults when a girl left the kitten room commenting about the cute "Siamese one", and I had to take a look. When I saw him I thought of my mother, and before long it was settled, and home we went!

7 comments:

shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: and he shall be known as GACK. GACK shall be his name, and no other... thus sayeth SFL; 7:23 PM
Clair Bannerman (alias) said...: I personally like Dr. E or MC, but you I'm sure will call him Gack...poor buddy...; 1:27 PM
shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: gack! gack-gack-gack-gack! gack! gack-gack-gack-gack!

gack!; 1:38 PM
Clair Bannerman (alias) said...: How about QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK, QUACK.; 1:44 PM
Jess said...: OMGOSH..........the cuteness!!! I can't handle it!!!!!! He is adorable!

Oh, and P.S. How about calling him MACK? MC...Mack...rhymes with Gack, or Quack, or...well, you get the picture. LOL!

I WANNA CUDDLE THE FUZZY KITTY!!!!!!!! Give him a big hug and kiss for me. :D :D :D

Oh, and another P.S. I'm so glad we got to talk the other day. LOVE!! :); 11:34 AM
shrunken_frontal_lobe said...: Gack is a man-cat, not adorable or cuddlely or cute. no hugging, kissing or other shows of affection.

Gack shall be raised in following the traditions of the Spartans. depravation, day long physical excercise, strategic thinking and logic at night. weekly fights to the death to weed out the unworthy. at the end, he will be a highly trained, sharpened weapon ready to be unleashed upon an unsuspecting world.

and he shall be known as Gack. Gack shall be his name...

GACK!; 6:38 PM
Clair Bannerman (alias) said...: I'd like to remind you that this morning I kissed him, played with him, rubbed his getting-rounder-belly, told him he was cute, adorable, and the-cutest-little-kitten-ever. I hope he remembers some of this when he is stolen away to the land of the Spartans...poor baby...; 10:30 AM

Movie Night In...I love a good movie!

Mega Mind
Taking Chance (Will make you cry like a baby)
Charlotte Grey (A bit of a different take on Nazi Germany)
Series - Merlin (I LOVE BBC)
Robin Hood (Okay, a love Russell Crowe, you'll have to understand that about me...)
Kingdom of Heaven (Chuck full of acting power with an epic tale)
Miss Potter (Such a great film! Story of the creator of Peter Rabbit)
How to Train your Dragon (Possibly my favorite animated movie ever...I'm like a little kid, I watch it over and over)
Buck (Sundance winner, Biography of Horse Trainer, heart touching)
Lost in Austin (Modern day spin on Pride and Prej.)

Life as a nurse...

Great words by Reb Jeff: Vayishlach: Facing Death

"Rachel died. She was buried on the road to Ephrat — now called Bethlehem. Jacob set up a pillar above her grave. It is the pillar at Rachel’s grave to this day."–Genesis 35:19-20

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vidui http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva_(Judaism), and preparing the notifications to the community, feel like little fragments of the sacred. I have been entrusted with the care and tending of the most powerful, complex and difficult emotions that a person can experience in life. I have been made, in some small part, a guardian of the memory of a departed soul — a life that touches upon many other lives.After dropping off my older daughter at her high school this morning, I made a stop at Treasure Coast Hospice http://www.tchospice.org/, a remarkable organization that sets a very high standard for the loving and respectful care of the dying. There, I visited a lovely man whom I have seen a few times in his hospice room. I sat by his bedside and listened to him (in full possession of his faculties) as he told me about his worries about his family, the support of his wife after he is gone, and the future of his children and grandchildren. I was deeply moved by the way he put any concern for himself — even while facing death — in a distant backseat to his concerns for his family. When my own time comes, I can only hope to have his awareness of the way that one life can touch so many others.Also at hospice, I visited a woman I have known for the past two years — a dear soul who is a former Jewish religious school director. I sat with her, too, singing psalms to her as I listened to her heavy and labored breathing. I have no medical training, but I have come to know the sound of a person who is close to death. The body begins to fight for each breath as it slowly looses it grasp on life. As I held her hand and sang, I realized that being a rabbi is no protection against becoming one of the people caught in the web of connection. I, too, am changed by the loss of a life that has touched mine.Later in the day, I met with a couple from our congregation. She had just learned that her brother died yesterday in a car crash. Coming to terms with the loss is made more difficult for her by the fact that she and her brother had not seen each other or spoken in five years. Sometimes, people think it is easier to mourn the death of someone who has moved out of your life. In my experience, though, it's harder. Grief is magnified by wounded love and regret. I have no magic words to say to ease the pain of mourning. All I can do is listen, become a vessel in which people place their stories, and offer compassion.Actually, there is one more thing I can do. I can have faith that "all I can do" is all that I need to do. It is enough.In this week's Torah portion (Vayishlach) Jacob watched Rachel, the love of his life, die in childbirth. He was overcome by grief. Jacob had worked for his cruel uncle Laban for fourteen years to earn the right to marry Rachel. Now she was gone. Because she died while they were traveling, Jacob had to bury her by the side of the road. He built a pillar of stones on the spot to mark the place as sacred.This is what we all do, in one way or another, when death enters our lives. We grieve and our hearts break. We wish that we could continue to walk along the path of life with our loved ones forever, but the dead cannot fully join us. We have to leave something behind in order to resume our own journey. So, what do we do? We mark the moment as sacred. We erect monuments — both in cemeteries and in our hearts. The stones we place on top of stones remind us that a life may end, but its sanctity is forever.The Torah says that the monument Jacob built for his beloved continues to stand until this day. A life that touches the lives of others never ceases to send living reverberations throughout the web that binds us all.