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Those of you who know me are aware of the fact that the last three days were an absolute nightmare.  I can't thank you enough for all of the love and support you gave me as I was going though this difficult period.  I consider myself extremely lucky to call you my friends and family.  

Yes, it's true; I haven't updated my blog in over two months, and that's just plain shameful.  I'm working on a new post which will include pictures of the new apartment and everything.  A full update is coming soon. 

After five years of living here in northern Astoria, Dan and I are picking up shop and moving to Jersey City, NJ.  Our lease starts in a month, which we are very excited about, but we are now experiencing the overwhelming task of moving to our new home.  Stay tuned for guaranteed hilarity over the next month.

I REALLY wish that I'd thought of this argument when my parents took me in for shots and check-ups as a kid.  Enjoy the following the video from the ONN. ;)

From Dan's blog (he beat me to the update-writing punch):

Buttons Recovering

Our poor cat has been through a lot in the last 48 hours.

Like all of these sorts of stories go, it was supposed to be a regular vet checkup. But after bringing him into the Astoria Veterinary Group, it appeared that his teeth and gums - something that had been pointed out as a potential problem in the past - were in bad shape. They recommended a "deep gum cleaning". Katie had to leave him behind at the vet, turning a day that was to be spent relaxing with the cat into a day of worry.

The call came around 2:30: he was fine, but the "deep gum cleaning" had turned into a "double tooth extraction". His trademark fang had apparently been loose and very exposed, as had the tooth directly below it. Both were removed, turning his usual expression - a little bit of exposed fang - into a lip curled sneer that would make Elvis proud.

Buttons returned home at 7PM last night, still drugged out of his skull from the procedure. This manifested itself in odd ways, particularly in his communication skills. Normally, he gets attention with a loud, cute "WOW!" - he doesn't meow. Last night it was more of a "Wowwwwwweeeerrrrrrooooooooooooowweee." He also walked around the apartment at least eight times as though he had no idea where he was - although he was very sure he still wanted to go under the kitchen sink.

We've had the catsujin for just over five years now (he's five and a half); this is the first time he's undergone a procedure of any sort. Being as attached as we are, Katie and I have both acknowledged an inability to deal with the idea of something happening to our cat. Taken as a test of how we would handle a small-scale event, it is easily argued both Katie and I failed brilliantly. We followed him around trying to cheer him up, lamenting to each other that we'd hope he'd be okay and back to his normal self soon.

To what may not be a surprise, he was back to normal not long after midnight, when he nuzzled up to Katie and watched an episode of Buffy on her computer. (They frequently share late-night TV watching. Apparently I'm not invited.) The morning brought the usual pillow-stealing, food-demanding, and lounging on the carpet that we've grown accustomed to with him. He greeted us home from work with proper-sounding "WOW!"s, and as I type he's nomnomnoming away at a catnip plush duck.

Thanks to everyone who sent well-wishes over Twitter and concerned IMs; we do tend to joke that he has a fan club but it's nice to realize it's not such a joke after all.

On Monday I started feeling a little under the weather.....sneezing and coughing.  Yesterday, I had a full blown fever and sore throat to add to the mix.  This morning I'm still feeling like hell with the above issues, but of course I have one more symptom to add to my list:  NO VOICE.  I can't talk at all and it's driving me nuts.  Needless to say, I'm seeing a doctor today before this gets any worse.

Ninja Katie

UPDATE:  Well, I went to the doctor and it turns out that it's just a really bad cold/flu thing.  There isn't a whole lot I can do but let this annoying virus run it's course.  In th mean time, I'm resting, taking ibuprofen, and pounding back a ton of water.  Please enjoy the lovely picture of me in the waiting room wearing the now mandatory mask for those who are coughing and running fevers.  Trendy, no?

I was very saddened to hear of Sydney Pollack's passing last night; he was an amazing director and a talented actor who will be sorely missed.  Although I loved many of his films, Tootsie has always stood out as my favorite.  Below is one of my favorite scenes:

I have to admit, overall my cleaning project went pretty well.  There is still a ton of stuff that I would like to do, but I am finally happy that the apartment is dusted, scrubbed and organized.  The cat is already getting hair everywhere again, but what can you do?  I just keep chasing after him and cleaning up the hair babies he leaves behind.