Barbarella’s Blog

Sometimes I find comfort in the misery of others. It doesn’t make me a bad person, but I guess I could be if I sought out the misery in order to feel better about myself-and such not the case. Instead it’s just a small snicker inside that puts a smile on my face. Another reminder the next person is no less or no better than me, we are all human. When the rain pours, laughter forces the sun. When sorrow cries tears, laughter comforts. When smiles are fake, laughter makes it real. Keep it simple, laughter is the medicine everyone needs.

Today’s chuckle, sometimes other people laughing makes things even more funny. MODEL DOWN

Many of us struggle today after losing our jobs and entering the world of unemployment. It seems bleek and discouraging. No money, no fun things to do. Spending your days searching for work when you know about a million others have just applied to the job you just applied for. What can you do? Time isn’t a problem, but when you don’t have money to spend on the things you can do with that time, time doesn’t seem like much of a plus anymore. With every door shut, there is a window to open. Sometimes the window is hard to find, but it’s up to you to find it and open it. Volunteer work can be that window. It’s not only free, but I promise you, it’ll open more windows after you begin. And isn’t that what you are really looking for? Quick fix America, I know. You think volunteer work? Honey, Im trying to find a job or my next big thing!! But think of this…if you start volunteering your time to a cause that’s meaningful to you….you will not only grow the positive energy for that cause, you will grow the positive energy in your life. Another window opens…you meet new people. New people who may have connections…connections to your next phase in your life. Another window opens…you feel good about yourself again. You start to regain the self you were, before that blow of being laid off hit. Movement. Energy. Movement…..don’t become stale and stagnant. There’s nothing more unattractive. Really.

It’s hard to get up off the couch and move. I know. But take a step …in the right direction. Once the wheel of motion starts, you’ll have opportunities come from all over the place. But keep your eyes open, they won’t land in your lap with a sign on it. Coming from the most organized planner in the world, this is hard for me to say–but- don’t always look so far ahead. Sometimes when you are lost, the best thing you can do is just start moving. Stop over analyzing, because that can also stand for excuses!! Just start, things will iron out.

Do good today…pass it on to others…..the more momentum that’s put out, the more it will come back in return. That’s good for you and it’s good for me.

Words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself~MarkTwain…Only the people that express the fire from their eyes, are the people that deserve my attention.

So in the works is the re make of the movie. Of course the hot gossip is who will be the next Jane Fonda? There’s some rumors, but who cares. Originals are usually the best. MY ONLY concern is every stupid human now is going to think naming their cats or dogs Barbarella will be so cool. HEY Im the original…everyone just rememeber that.. ME..I’m Barbarella, Queen of the Galaxy….and remember my name isn’t Pretty!!!!!!!

Inspiration. It’s a beautiful thing…UNLESS you don’t have the opportunity to JUMP ON IT! It’s frustrating when you are somewhere…some place….some situation and you MUST be doing that something…and it HITS! You’re inspired and a thought …an idea….a resolution.. pops in your brain! …The A-HA moment when you got it! The flood gates have opened!! But you’re stuck….you cannot jump on it..you’re at work, a wedding..that some place you are unable to drop everything and attend to your inspiration…..ugh anxiety builds…you wish you could just GO GO..

Now the clock starts in your head…countdown until you’re free to “attend” to your inspiration. It’s like jail of the spirit. Those flood gates aren’t always controlled by you…who holds that key anyways?? I know we all hold the tools to make the key work, but we never control the moment of actual impact…Because sometimes no matter how hard you try, you can’t open it….So when it is unlocked..it’s like a miracle. You want to consume it now that it’s here!

Well at least the gates opened today and my pen & paper will document the ideas and my sparks. But it’s still hours and hours until the motion can takes place…….errrrrrrrr I suppose there are worse things in life and I should just be grateful that the energy is flowing again my way…the air is so much fresher when it is!!!

through the eyes of Barbarella Kitty..

Writers block..I think I have it, not sure…I guess it’s hard for me to blog, that’s why I say this.
Bloggin’ is funny to me-I feel like if I only wrote in the DEAR DIARY mode, it would rip people off. Who has time or even cares to read that I walked around the house today and ate my crunchies, then slept? Who really cares?

I just want to say something insightful or funny…otherwise I won’t bore you with the mundane details of DEAR DIARY, I cried today because I got litter in my eye while walking by the litter box when my stupid brother was using it. Ok that’s a little funny, so I’m leaving that in there..teehee

PONDER TODAY: If you’re feline friend could drink, what cocktail would they drink? Of course from my Cinco de Mayo pictures, you can tell I’m a margarita girl!! Woohoo!
Brother Joey: he’s highly energetic and talks waaay to much. That’s a Red Bull Vodka dude right there!
Brother Frankenstein: He’s lazy and whines like clockwork at 6am and 3:45pm everyday to be fed. He’s funny though and a big-o-teddy bear. Hmmm probably a beer. Not sure what kind though let me think about that one.

Well the only other cats in the house are the fosters. Right now there’s Kitty (oh creative name on that one, silly humans…gees) She’s very proper and dainty..WINE…Bet on red.
Miranda, that girl is crazy silly. She’s young, immature and very dizzy like. She looks up at the ceiling and rolls her head all the way around while still looking up. I think it’s safe to say she probably likes ALL drinks. Probably more a party, shot kinda girl…haha

Imaginary thought: What kind of drink would you’re feline drink?

Here to amuse, entertain, spark a thought or just spark a giggle. But no DEAR DIARY moments on this blog…

Through the eyes of Barbarella kitty…….

I slapped my brother and my other brother, but their names aren’t Darryl. I wanted to slap the postman today but my paw hit the window instead. bastard..

Im also the original founder of Twittter, just so you know. It was my ultimate plan to attract birds and then some human toke it over…ugh

Love Barbarella kittypants

I smile cause it’s funny…….and if I can’t laugh about something-why bother with it??

and I have a slapping fetish…not a human type secret that stays in the closet type “fetish” OK…I just like to slap things…my food dish, my brothers, humans, shoe strings…..It’s just I don’t like ANYTHING in my face–so I will slap anything if it comes to close……….and that’s funny…..probably why I do it

kitty love, barbarella

just because the humans call me poopalanaka..doesn’t mean you can……barbrastinkapants isn’t that funny either…….

love barbarella

It was a hard day today…..received a package in the mail and investigated. Then I laid in the sun..hugghhh such the life. 

Fun Feline Fact of the week:In the Netherlands, cats were not allowed in rooms where private family discussions were going on. The Dutch believed that cats would definitely spread gossips around the town. – Netherlands superstition

Don’t talk smack, you won’t have anything to worry about…Barbarella

Recovery from many...many margaritas